Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

Chapter 61 Ordinary Fishermen and Unusual Guests

"Father!" A girl's voice exclaimed from the bow.

Then a middle-aged man responded in a daze, "What's the matter, Qian'er?"

But the girl didn't say anything for a long time, she opened her mouth wide, as if she saw something that shocked her, she was so surprised that she didn't know what to say for a while.

The middle-aged man didn't care about his daughter's calling at first.But after a few breaths, the daughter hadn't answered, so she immediately became alert and crawled out of the cabin.

It's just that when he saw the situation outside the ship, he was also dumbfounded.

"This this…"

Because since entering the eyes, it has been all quiet and pale, and the cold has struck.

This made the middle-aged man shiver uncontrollably, because he was still wearing summer single clothes, and the season at this time happened to be Meng Xia.

However, in this season that shouldn't be the coldest, the surface of the lake was frozen, and their small fishing boats were firmly stuck on the frozen surface of the lake.

"Father, what's going on?"

The girl also hugged her arms tightly. The girl was wearing a soft summer green gauze dress. The skirt was just below her knees. The upper body and underwear were only two pieces. It was like a normal summer dress. .

The cold air from the lake made her feel very cold.

Affected by the cold and surprise, the chest under the green gauze clothes undulated slightly, judging from its development and its delicate face, it felt that its age was no more than fourteen or five years old.

After all, the middle-aged man's age was there, so he calmed down a little, and after calming down, he said, "I don't know what's going on."

Freezing in June is a strange thing that may not happen in a hundred years. He has never heard of it since he learned to fish.

"We won't encounter any water monsters, right? I've heard that there are water monsters in this lake. They are all monsters, just like those rumored cultivators. Those with a little mana, spiritual power or vitality are not in the mountains. That kind of ordinary beast." The girl said speculatively.

The middle-aged man said: "That's impossible. There are water monsters in this lake, that is, the monsters you mentioned, but to freeze the entire lake, I'm afraid it takes a fourth-order monster to have such an ability."

"A fourth-tier monster?"

"That is, the spirit pill realm corresponding to human cultivators."

"Okay then, dad, how did you know?" the girl asked.

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "Our family branch, from the grandfather's generation, wanted to become a cultivator, that is, a cultivator of immortals. Because only in this way can we achieve transshipment, otherwise we will be lonely forever until we This branch of the family has completely disappeared."

"Then..." The girl saw that her father was feeling a little sad, and she didn't know how to answer and comfort her.

"It's a pity that my grandfather, that is, your great-grandfather, failed to become a cultivator. My father didn't succeed either, but although your grandfather didn't succeed, he got some books about cultivating immortals. After your grandfather died, I used them to read , so I have a little understanding of the matter of cultivating immortals."

"Then you got the books on cultivation, why don't you practice? Dad." The girl asked ignorantly.

The middle-aged man sighed again, and said, "Silly boy, those books are just introductions, just like introductions, or like encyclopedias, which only teach you to recognize objects, but don't teach you any cultivation methods. How can you cultivate?" ?”

Seeing her father's dejected look, the girl dared not say anything more.

The middle-aged man quickly adjusted his mood, and said, "Let's see if the frozen lake is firm enough to walk on.

Staying on this lake is not an option either.

It should be not far from the lake, at most seven or eight miles away. Last night, I was busy too late and I was really tired, so I slept on the boat. "

"Yes." The girl replied.

So, the father and daughter tried to walk on the frozen lake and tried to return to the lake on foot.

After walking a mile or two on the road.

"what!"

The girl suddenly let out a cry.

This time her father didn't ask why he screamed, because they saw a person stuck on the lake together.

The man was frozen under the ice from the neck down, leaving only one head above the lake. Since the man was lying on his back, his face was facing upwards.

In this way, he was half-slanted and frozen between the ice layers of the lake.

The middle-aged man immediately bent down, sniffed the man's breath, and touched his neck with two fingers, but apart from the cold hands, he didn't feel any vitality.

"Ah! Dead." The middle-aged man thought in his heart.

"Father, the dead posture of this person is so strange. This posture seems to have been drunk in the lake and then floated up after drowning." The girl said.

The middle-aged man sighed again, and said, "Oh, it's really haunted. This ghost thing even killed a person."

"But how did he end up in the middle of this lake? There are no boats around. Could it be that he thought it was hot, so he swam in the lake, swam here, and then froze to death here, or drowned here?"

The middle-aged man shook his head after hearing this, obviously he couldn't understand either.

Said: "Qian'er, let's get him up and settle the body."

The girl did hastily stopped her and said, "Don't, dad. It's unlucky to be dead, let's not be stuck with this kind of bad luck."

"Let's get it up. He shouldn't have been drowned for too long, and his body hasn't been swollen yet. I even suspect that he was frozen to death by this weird weather," the man said.

But the girl said again: "Whether he freezes to death or drowns, it's none of our business? Besides, if he was drowned alive or frozen to death, maybe he did something outrageous to get this retribution."

The man hesitated and said: "If you put it here, the corpse will rot in two days, and it will be eaten by fish and shrimp. Also, there are dead people in the lake. If you don't deal with the corpse, others will feel unlucky if they come across it." .”

"Then it's auspicious for us to meet? Our family has dealt with him, and if others feel comfortable, we'll get along with each other." The girl immediately retorted to her father.

"Oh, dad, let's leave it alone." The girl urged, wanting her father to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

The man hesitated for a while, and then said: "No, everything has a spirit, let alone a person. Although he died, it has nothing to do with us. But letting the corpse be eaten by fish and shrimp is disrespectful to the corpse. "

Seeing that her father insisted on this, the girl had no choice but to give up, but she didn't help, allowing her father to drag the corpse out through the ice with some difficulty.

"Oh, he's still a teenager! It's a pity."

After the middle-aged man pulled out the "corpse" forcefully, he sighed regretfully.

"Long and not handsome."

The girl muttered.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was a little displeased and said: "Qian'er, how many times have I told you, don't just look at a person's appearance, besides, it is disrespectful to judge a dead person."

"Don't look at the appearance, let's look at the essence. He is just a mortal like me, or a dead person. What is there to respect?
If he was a cultivator, he wouldn't die on this lake, would he?

They are all dead, so what respect is there?Even if he is alive, he is as mediocre as us. "

"Forget it."

Seeing that he couldn't convince his daughter, the middle-aged man waved his hand and ended the conversation.

Fenghong Mountain.

"Junior Sister, hurry up and practice. When you reach the eighth floor of Condensation Yuan, the master will give you half a year's leave, and you can go down the mountain."

"It's not that easy, but it's hard work."

"As long as you work hard, you can definitely do it. After all, your talent is there, and the master gives you everything first."

There is not only the preferential treatment of qualifications, but also some emotional preferences.

"That's great. I'll definitely go back and see my mother when the time comes."

"Hmm."

By the lake, in a fishing village, with a single family.

"Okay, Qian'er, come and eat." The middle-aged man greeted.

The girl said, "Here we come, Daddy."

Then he picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and asked while eating: "The dead man has been settled?"

"Well, let's put him in the grass shed first, and dig a hole to bury him tomorrow."

"But I'm afraid at night."

"It's okay. A dead person is a dead person. Is it possible to cheat a corpse? Be a human being with a clear conscience and integrity. Even ghosts will be afraid of you."

He also said: "Remember, ghosts pick on the weak."

The girl was unhappy, put down her chopsticks, and said, "The Buddha still chooses good people to suffer? Dad, why don't you say so?"

After all, he picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat.

"How do you talk? How decent is it to slap the table after eating?" the middle-aged man said angrily.

"Isn't it? Isn't that why my mother died of illness?"

"Your mother died of illness because the root cause of the disease was already in her twenties, and this disease is congenital."

"If you are rich, mother may not die, or live a few more years. There is only one disease in this world, and that is the disease of poverty."

"Enough!" The middle-aged man burst out instantly, as if he had been poked into a sore spot.

Said: "I treated your mother, and I have already spent all my savings and family assets. Otherwise, would I be reduced to fishing here? What do you want from me? I knew that the cure would not work, so I still sold my property to maintain it. What do you want from me?"

After all, the middle-aged man actually cried with his head in his arms.

Seeing her father breaking down and crying, the girl was instantly at a loss.

The next moment, he quickly got up and went to his father, knelt down and shook his father's arm and said, "Father, I know I was wrong, don't be sad, I will never mention this matter again."

The middle-aged man was still a middle-aged man after all, so he quickly controlled his emotions and said, "Keep eating, Qian'er."

"En." The girl said obediently.

After eating for a while, the middle-aged man seemed to be self-reflecting and said: "It's my fault too. If only I were a cultivator of immortality, maybe I can get the elixir, and I can cure your mother, at least it can prolong my life."

"It's not your fault, father. You don't have spiritual roots, it's destined by heaven." The girl comforted.

The middle-aged man said again: "It would be fine if your mother was a cultivator. Your mother's illness is mainly a problem with the veins. Taking medicine is not effective because the veins are blocked. But when you reach the realm of the three channels, the pulse will naturally be broken." Life is over."

"Go to bed early after eating." The middle-aged man said again.

The night came quietly.

Just after the father and daughter lay down to rest, a "corpse" in the thatched shed slowly opened its eyes with some weakness and difficulty.

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