I rely on my body to push the weird world

Chapter 26 Qingshan Demon Cave
"I am Li Ji."

Li Ji said helplessly: "Brother Lu, you should talk less and save your energy."

"Haha, I don't think I'm being noisy. Brother Li, you may not know that I once met... Ouch!"

As Lu Jing was speaking, he staggered and fell backward.

Unexpectedly, there was someone standing behind him. The other person raised his hand to hold his back, and he was held steady, thus avoiding falling.

"Scholar, be careful!"

"Uncle, I'm sorry..."

The old man who raised his hand to support Lu Jing was wearing a straw raincoat. There was mist hanging on the surface of the river, which would drip into the water when he moved.

"Two scholars, are you both going to Qingshan?" The old man looked at the two people in front of him and smiled kindly.

"to us……"

Lu Jing glanced at Li Ji and saw that he was looking at the old man. He hesitated and said, "A caravan heading to Wuling County went into Qingshan. I can't keep up with it, so I can only choose to cross the river by water. If I don't cross the river now, I will really lose the caravan when it leaves Qingshan."

"You'd better not go."

The old man shook his head: "It is now dark and foggy. No boat will take you across the river."

Ahead was a river with desolate reeds. The surface of the river was filled with thick fog, which mixed with the dark clouds in the sky. It was impossible to tell which was the cloud and which was the fog.

"Can't I just pay a little more?"

"It's useless even if you pay more money at this time."

The old Chinese man advised earnestly: "It is common sense that you cannot cross the river in fog. Besides, I am the only boatman here now. If I say there is no boat to take you across the river, then there will definitely be no boat to take you across the river."

"Old man, you must help me! If I can't take this shortcut and catch up with the caravan, I'm afraid I'll be eaten clean by the monsters along the way."

Lu Jing's face was horrified, and he was about to kneel down on the ground.

"Don't you know that you will die if you go to Qingshan at night? Those monsters and ghosts in there don't care whether you have any difficulties or not."

"You are joking, old man. As long as the official road is there, the demons will not invade. This is common sense..."

"Your words are useless. If you say you won't go, then you won't go. I haven't lived long enough."

When the old man saw that his persuasion was futile, he turned around and left with a dark face.

Lu Jing hurriedly chased after him, and after much persuasion, he finally pulled the old man back.

"You are such a pedantic person, you are a scholar."

The old man reluctantly stepped onto the boat and shouted, "If you want to get on the boat, hurry up. If you die, don't blame me."

Li Ji smiled even more widely and stepped directly into the cabin.

"Don't worry, old man. Life and death are determined by fate. We will never blame you."

Lu Jing sat opposite Li Ji nonchalantly.

"Yes! That's good..."

The old man paddled the boat into the thick fog.

Li Ji turned his head to look at the rippling water on the river. The thick fog was like a piece of cotton wool spread all around the darkness. He could vaguely see pale arms in the water, densely packed like swaying water plants.

"Boatman, is there any widely circulated story about this river?"

Li Ji asked thoughtfully.

"Of course there is."

An old voice came from the thick fog: "It is said that a long time ago there was no water in this area of ​​Qingshan."

"When the Great Yan Dynasty was first established and the official roads were being cleared, 3,000 laborers were sent here to dig through the mountains and open a road. This awakened the sleeping dragon in the mountains, and the dragon carried the surging water vapor and flowed into the sea. This is how the Nu River, which stretches for who knows how long, was formed."

"And those three thousand laborers also perished, and after death they turned into laboring water ghosts, still digging a path through the river every night!"

Is that so? !

Li Ji looked at the densely packed pale arms in the river, his eyes flickering, and he had some vague understanding.

magic!
It's twisted from human desires!

Now there are only dense white arms in the river, but as the story spreads more and more, I'm afraid there really are three thousand working water ghosts in the river every night, digging a path through the mountains.

"Old man, this story you told is really scary."

Lu Jing looked at the deep and dark river and couldn't help but touch the goose bumps on his arms. "Is it scary? I think it's okay."

There was a loud bang, the ship shook, and an old voice came from the thick fog.

"You two, we've reached the shore!"

"Why so fast?"

Lu Jing stood up in disbelief. The shore was covered with thick fog, and the shadows of reeds could be vaguely seen.

"Let's go."

Li Ji looked thoughtfully at the old man rowing at the bow, patted Lu Jing on the shoulder, and jumped off the boat directly onto the wet ground.

"Brother Li, wait for me."

Lu Jing also hurriedly got off the boat. Just as he was about to turn around to pay, he saw the old man rowing the boat away on the river surface filled with thick mist.

"Hey, old man, the boat fare..."

"Brother Lu, stop shouting, or you might attract the nearby demons and monsters."

Li Ji said earnestly.

Just because.

in his field of vision.

The river surface was filled with thick fog. The old man in the straw raincoat and the boat were slowly broken into pieces, rolling down into pale arms and falling into the river.

Li Ji seemed to be thinking about something.

It seems that demons are not just those monsters that occupy other people's nests, but also this kind of "old man" who can ferry people across the river.

"Brother Li, please stop joking. I am a very timid person."

Lu Jing tightened the thick rope that tied the book basket around his shoulder and looked around carefully.

"Let's go this way. The official road is just ahead. We should be able to catch up with the caravan."

Li Ji nodded and followed Lu Jing's steps closely.

The two walked along the reed field.

Just after turning a fork in the road, I saw shadows and flickering lights in the wild forest ahead.

A piece of silk floated through the thick fog in the wild forest and landed at his feet. Lu Jing stepped on it as if he didn't see it.

Li Ji looked in the direction where the silk was falling.

Carriages stopped in the forest, tents were set up everywhere, and rugged men sat around the campfire, some beating drums, some drinking, and laughing. It was very lively.

"Beauty, come here and give me a hug."

The dancer in red with long flowing sleeves is dancing in front of the campfire. Her dance is graceful and elegant, with countless charms.

"Brother Li, come quickly, we have found the caravan."

There was surprise in Lu Jing's eyes, but he still stepped forward and bowed his head in front of the man who had drawn his sword, explaining what was going on.

Obviously, this group of people was not the caravan they had followed before.

Li Ji did not follow because there was a dancer in red blocking his way.

"Sir, I am Hong Gu, who serves under the Queen Qingshan. Please take a detour."

Maggie Cheung was humble and polite.

Li Ji looked at the dancer in red who was still dancing in front of the bonfire, then looked at the identical dancer in red blocking the road in front of him, as if thinking about something.

He laughed and said, "Mrs. Qingshan? What kind of ghost is this?"

Unexpectedly, Hong Gu was not angry, but explained: "You are not from this place, right? Qingshan is the territory of the Queen. Even people from the heterodox religion have to be more restrained here."

There was a slight pause in the speech.

Hong Gu raised her eyes and glanced at Li Ji's unchanged face.

"Your Highness is just like you, both of you are monsters transformed by the mountains, rivers, and feng shui..."

"If you don't rob a living person and are just passing by, the Queen will generally not bother you."

(End of this chapter)