Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 115 If the water is not deep, there will be a dragon.

Lu Chenran silently felt the title page of the golden book that belonged to Moth Wings in his mind. After a little movement, a mysterious air flowed in his palm.

There is a saying in the book "Gong Xian":

"'When Shang Fang was sitting alone and meditating, a beauty suddenly fell from the eaves. He looked at her. Brother Hui looked at her. Shang said: 'The true universe of the universe is huge in the sleeves.' Hui said: 'If you leave me, I will be tolerant of my wife.'"

This is the explanation of having the universe in one's sleeves, which also means that one's sleeves can encompass the world and the world, with endless changes.

Lu Chenran touched his clothes. The long sleeved gown was soaked last night and was left to dry in the boat. The one he was wearing was a tight-sleeved sword robe, so there might be something wrong with him when he used his magic.

After thinking about it, he took off his clothes and picked up the gown.

After shaking it off for a moment, a touch of red fell to the ground, with fine stitches embroidered with gold thread.

"This is."

Looking at the bellyband that appeared in front of him, Lu Chenran was stunned, his mind went blank.

"boom"

This situation is caused by the fish swimming in the river.

He leaned down, stretched out his hand and pinched the two corners subconsciously, lifting up the red color. There seemed to be a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose.

"boom"

The boat drifted all night, and now it has drifted to an unknown place.

After briefly identifying the direction, Lu Chenran picked up the branch of the northern pine tree, turned the bow of the boat several times, and sailed leisurely towards the thatched cottage.

Lu Chenran didn't pay attention at first, but later he saw groups of swimming fish, which seemed to have seen something scary. After a while, they scattered and bumped around, then hid themselves.

'It seems that the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month is approaching, and all the water tribes in the world are coming towards Mount Buhan one after another.'

Two blurry shadows swam far away from the East China Sea, but they were actually tens of feet long. Wherever they passed, schools of swimming fish in the water were startled, and they fled in all directions to avoid them.

Lu Chenran didn't care.

At this time, the wind and waves in the Cangjiang River were a bit strong because of the dragon passing by. Lu Chenran rowed the boat to a secluded water area, sat on the cabin and blew the wind, looking at the morning river scene.

hiss--

Above my head, the golden halo of the sun appeared hazy in the heavy fog, and the surroundings were like mist in the clouds. Occasionally, I could see dots of distant mountains mixed with green and white snow, and the rest was the green of the Cangjiang River for several feet.

What happened last night was too ambiguous and ambiguous, so even if my aunt had suspicions, she couldn't find any evidence, and both sides could live with it in terms of face.

Even in the coldest month of winter, there are many fishing boats on the river that make a living by fishing. Every time you go along, you can see three or two small boats gathering together.

The Cangjiang River is one of the largest rivers in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. It stretches for nearly half of the country. It originates from the western border and rushes eastward to the East China Sea. Except for a few sections where the water is turbulent, most of the river sections are several miles wide.

Under the water of the Cangjiang River, a big wave suddenly arose, causing violent ripples and water splashing up.

The red sun is rising, just hanging in the eastern sky, the silhouettes of the mountains are reflected in the water, and the Cangjiang River is also dyed with color.

Lu Chenran stood at the bow of the boat, holding a pine branch in his hand, and ripples appeared at the stern of the boat.

Waves followed the waves, and the boat under Lu Chenran drifted backwards.

Lu Chen suddenly realized and smiled.

But how come my aunt's bellyband is in my hand?

Could it be that he was too anxious to hold the clothes and brought them over?

'It turns out that the dragon is coming. '

After thinking about this, Lu Chenran nodded.

Thick fog blocked the morning sun, and the water surface of the Cangjiang River was quiet.

Then, send it to your aunt now?

Lu Chenran thought about it for a while and then put the idea behind him.

Lu Chenran took a breath of cold air. If his aunt knew about it, she would think that she did it on purpose.

Obviously he had opened his heart today, and he gradually felt his aunt's feelings. That gentle and gentle woman was by no means a frivolous woman. What she had just done had already proved a lot of things.

He suddenly felt a bump on the bottom of the boat. It wasn't heavy, but it just made the boat shake slightly.

A cry from the snow fox brought Lu Chenran back from his thoughts. Lu Chenran picked him up and walked out of the cabin looking at the frosty fog in front of him.

I just don’t know if the white dragon I met by chance in the water at the foot of Langtao Mountain that day will go there.

The boat was hit several times one after another and shook slightly.

——This is not to tell people openly that I took your bellyband, but I looked at it specifically and maybe even used it.

My aunt is also a woman who likes to have random thoughts. If she feels that she has evil intentions, excessive desires, and can think of anything, I am afraid that any friendship that has made some progress tonight will disappear.

After thinking about it, Lu Chenran was ready to put it next to the pavilion again and find a hidden corner to put it there. If my aunt found it, she would naturally look for it, and there would be less inexplicable misunderstandings.

The boat moved along with the waves, and the lights of the fireflies on the boat were like beans, wrinkled by the morning wind.

"嘤——"

At the foot of Buxian Mountain, the mountains are very beautiful, rising suddenly from the flat fields of the south of the Yangtze River. The mountains range from low to high, forming three rings and overlapping each other. They are like a natural barrier, protecting the ancient city of Jinling when the fog and rain have just stopped.

However, out of curiosity, Lu Chenran was unwilling to stop a dragon and ask. Dragons were not comparable to ordinary monsters, and he didn't know if he had any prejudice against humans.

"boom"

"This belongs to my aunt??"

'.'

The sky had just dawned and the moon had not yet completely set. The orange-red morning sun penetrated this deep black shadow.

It was also at this moment that Lu Chenran suddenly felt something in his mind, staring at the bottom of the river.

Bulhan Mountain, shrouded in heavy fog, looked like a remote fairyland at this time. The small black-topped boat was floating in the clouds and mist, not knowing where to go.

The Water Dragon Sword swam freely in the river, dancing with its sword light.

Not long after, not only Lu Chenran's boat was driven to the shore by the waves, but also several boats in the river also gathered in this slightly calm little port.

Lu Chenran glanced at the small boat not far away. It seemed to be a passenger boat, and there were several people sitting in the boat.

He looked like a scholar, but he didn't know why he was traveling far away.

Lu Chenran had no time to think about anything. He just stood at the bow of the boat, looking down at the boundless scenery. He saw mountains in the distance leaning on the river, and green barriers stretching to the right. At this moment, the breeze happened to blow, lifting his The corners of his robe flew sideways, and his heart felt relieved, and he said to himself:

"The water is not deep, as long as there is a dragon, it is spiritual. What the ancients said is indeed true."

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In the Cangjiang River, the clouds and waves surged because of the appearance of these two dragons, which was very mysterious.

Just after Lu Chenran finished speaking, a voice came from behind him:

"If the water is not deep, how can the dragon swim?"

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Lu Chenran looked back with some doubts, and saw a middle-aged man in Confucian robes looking at him, sitting on another small boat, looking at him.

Lu Chenran smiled kindly and just said:

"This statement is not mentioned below. I just borrowed the words from a senior Confucian scholar to express my feelings at this moment."

But I never thought that the middle-aged scholar became more energetic. He straightened the corner of his robe, looked at Lu Chenran, and seemed to be pointing out the country. He shook his head and said:

"That's right, the dragon swims in the deep stream and the shrimp plays in the shallow stream. This is a principle that everyone knows."

Lu Chenran was in a good mood at this time, so he turned around, bowed to him and said with a smile:

"I think that as long as the scenery is good and it is not famous mountains and rivers, immortals will live happily, and the same will be true for dragons." The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"No! Sir, you are wrong."

"If it weren't for the famous mountains, how could there be immortals? If it wasn't for the deep sea, where would the dragons come from?"

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Lu Chenran looked at the middle-aged scholar in front of him, and suddenly remembered Wang Yun's previous remarks. Most of the Confucian people nowadays are pedantic and straightforward, but he didn't want to argue with him, so he just smiled and said nothing. It's the default.

"Where are you from, Your Excellency? You are in a good mood."

The middle-aged scholar saw Lu Chenran wearing a long gown and raised his head to talk.

"My home is right next door."

The scholar was a talkative person. Seeing that the gentleman was silent, he spoke again:

"I see, sir, you are here to fish too?"

"That's it."

"Harm! Today is strange. This is the time when fish are fat."

A fisherman looked at the empty fish basket, frowned, and complained a bit in his words.

In the past, we would leave the boat at the third watch of Yin Shi, and before Mao Shi, we could load most of the fish baskets. But today, the harvest was very small, which is strange.

Lu Chenran smiled and said:

"I'm afraid it will be like this these days. There is a dragon under the river that scares the fish. It will be fine after a while."

The fisherman smiled bitterly and said:

"Sir, you are really good at joking, so let me lend you my good words."

Seeing that there were more and more people, and the smoke of fireworks in the morning was very strong, Lu Chenran thought about it and rowed the boat in a direction not far away.

At this time, under the water of Cangjiang River, two dragons had their four claws pressed against their bellies, twisting their bodies and swimming in the water. A pair of dragon eyes were full of golden light. In addition to seeing everything under the water clearly, you could also catch a glimpse of the surface of the water from the corner of your eye. Those mortal ships in the rippling waves.

One of the dragons is completely white, and the other is pure green. However, it is obvious that it has not yet transformed into a dragon through water, and it will eventually take the form of a dragon.

Halfway through the swim, the white dragon seemed to notice something. It stopped, raised its head, and looked toward the water.

"Third sister, what's wrong with you?"

The black dragon on the side asked.

"I feel a familiar scent."

"Ok?"

This time, Black Dragon accompanied his third sister to Mount Bulham to listen to the sermon of the legendary immortal.

At first, the entire Jiao clan sneered at the news, but they never thought that Bai Jiao had once said that he had seen a great gentleman from the human race, and that just one Xun song had eliminated the innocent souls at the bottom of the river.

Such a strange person also went to Beijing. The authenticity of this matter really needs to be discussed, so we simply went there together as we had nothing to do recently.

"It's me who's angry!"

The white dragon's dragon eyes widened instantly and looked in the direction where the water dragon was swimming.

Then he thought of something, his face became a little excited, and he swam in the direction of the water dragon's roar.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Lu wants to be here!"

"Mr. Lu?"

"That's the gentleman who plays the xun."

The black dragon was stunned for a moment, and then followed the white dragon and swam over.

The mountains and forests are quiet and slightly humid because they are close to the river.

On the small road, Zhu Limen drove the carriage slowly along the small road of Yin'an Temple on this dirt road. After walking for a while, the horse's hooves were covered with mud.

The old monk was sitting in the car with his hands clasped. He rummaged through some scriptures about this old god in Cangjiang last night and found some records.

"Is the body of the eminent monk still strong these years?"

"Not bad."

"That's good. I can't let Guisi help me with this money in vain."

Zhu Limen took out some banknotes from his arms.

The eminent monk shook his head:

"Sir, please take back the money. If something happens here, I will donate some incense to you."

Zhu Limen understood it well and did not force it. He continued:

"Did the eminent monk find out about the immortal in Cangjiang? What happened to me may have had something to do with the treasure dice in the hands of the ancestor of this family, so I wonder what the origin of the so-called immortal in Cangjiang is?"

The eminent monk laughed and said:

"The monks from the monastery did make some inquiries last night. Sir, please get in the car. I will tell you slowly."

"There is actually a river god in the Cangjiang River. This goes back to earlier times. The original Cangjiang River God was just a conjecture of the ancients and had no image, so the specific origin cannot be said."

"Later on, when the dynasty changed, things began to change. The god of the river in Cangjiang should be a turtle."

"sea turtle?"

Zhu Limen's pupils shrank.

"Exactly, according to rumors, this turtle god has a bad temper and will cause floods from time to time, making the people around him miserable."

"At this moment, a man appeared inexplicably on the bank of the Cangjiang River. He was fond of gambling and a bit chivalrous. After hearing such things, he went to the mouth of the Cangjiang River and yelled at him. In the end, he called out the God of the River."

"Then Jiang Shen wanted to kill him, but he said that Jiang Shen relied on his own magical power, and even if he killed him, it would not be a big deal. He asked Jiang Shen to make a bet with him. If he loses, Jiang Shen will kill him. It is natural for him, if he wins, he will ask the God of Rivers to give up his position and let him be the God of Rivers."

When Zhu Limen heard this, he felt more and more that this matter was related to his ancestor's dice.

"Later, for some unknown reason, the River God actually agreed to the gambler's request and played three bets with him. In the end, the gambler won and became the Water God of Cangjiang River.

Later, the weather in Cangjiang went smoothly, and he was recognized by the people around him.

Because of this strange legend, even now, the former Water God still has some popularity.

"In particular, some gamblers who have heard this legend like to worship this Cangjiang River God. It is quite interesting to say."

The eminent monk shook his head when he said this.

Zhu Limen nodded. If there were no accidents, the dice in the hands of the family ancestor that started the Zhu family should be the Cangjiang Water God.

At first, people in the world thought it was a legend, so they just regarded it as a story. However, the strange things that happened in Jinling recently made Zhu Limen know that there are real immortals in this world.

Although I don’t know if the Cangjiang River God is as magical as the rumors say.

Speaking of which, if this Cangjiang Water God really has such an origin, he can be said to be a chivalrous person, but it's just a bit easier to gamble.

Of course, because Jiang Shen likes to gamble, it is not difficult to understand why our ancestors got the lucky dice from Jiang Shen.

The carriage was still driving in the Buxian Mountains. Zhu Limen opened the curtain and looked into the distance. He saw the beautiful mountains in the distance. He looked around again and saw that there were only pines and willows but bamboos and cypresses. There was nothing surprising, so he took the carriage. He said:

"It's strange. This mountain is not a famous one, nor is the river so spectacular. Why did the immortal choose to live here?"

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(End of this chapter)