"Several officials have never seen such a wonderful thing, right?" The boatman also entered the boiler room, checked the pressure of the boiler, and added dry firewood to the boiler. He thought that Tang Yan and others were the followers of the Jinyiwei officer, so he also called them officers.
Although he doesn't understand the principles of this boiler equipment, he can use it.
"Where did this wooden fish come from?" Tang Yan asked.
"This was given to me by the Buddha from Qifu Temple when I invited this Buddha. He said that we were working hard on the boat and could not bother knocking wooden fish to pray to Buddha, so we gave this to the little old man. Burning firewood is equivalent to worshiping the Buddha. It’s really convenient!” the boatman also explained.
"This Qifu Temple is pretty good." Wang Jinjue said.
"Hmph... Boatman, you spent a lot of money to invite this Buddha, right?" Tang Yan sneered.
"Oh~ It's not too much, not too much. That's not spending money, that's thinking." The boatman waved his hands and said with a smile: "Little old man, I have been on the water all year round, just to ask the Buddha to keep me safe. Now I have this statue Buddha and wooden fish, I feel much more stable.”
"How much does this mean?" Tang Yan continued to ask.
"This..." The boatman still didn't want to say it, maybe because he felt disrespectful to the Buddha.
"How about this? How many months will it take you to ferry on the Yellow River?" Tang Yan asked in a different way.
"A few months is not enough. It's enough for me to work for three years." The boatman shook his head and said.
"...Including selling fish?"
"Of course it's included. It's not enough if we don't sell fish."
"No wonder I gave you this wooden fish." Tang Yan said.
This is not a small amount of money. This Qi Fo Temple is really a marketing genius, selling sets in bundles.
"The little old man is sincere and the Buddha saw it in his eyes, so he gave it to me." The boatman said proudly.
From the perspective of people like Tang Yan who do not believe in gods and Buddhas, the boatman has lost his mind. But in this day and age, how many people don’t believe in anything? In the 21st century, aren’t there still idiots who use scriptures as deeds?
However, this Qifu Temple is a bit too dark and expensive.
"Shipman, where is this Qi Fo Temple? If I have time, I will pay a visit."
"We will dock soon. Once we get to the shore, we will be there twenty miles west along the road." said the boatman.
"I understand, thank you boatman. Does anyone know about the three-headed dragon in the Yellow River?" Tang Yan thanked him.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. Who knows about the Dragon King? The Dragon King is on the upper reaches of the Yellow River, not far past Sanmenxia."
Although this section of the Yellow River is wide, the water flow is gentle. It only takes about ten minutes to touch the river surface for about two kilometers. A few people said a few more words, and they arrived at the south bank of the Yellow River.
After paying the boat fare, and with thousands of words of thanks from the boatman, Tang Yan and others set off towards Luoyang. From here to Luoyang, it is only more than forty miles.
For Tang Yan and the others, more than forty miles was just over an hour. The Yaoli car is a steam car after all. It can reach speeds of 30 kilometers per hour, but some roads are difficult to travel on. That’s why I spent more than an hour inking.
"Where is the Yin Yang Dharma King here!" Zhang Zichen asked on the way.
Zuo Qianhu replied: "The King of Yin and Yang is usually in the Yin and Yang Realm. The so-called Yin and Yang Realm is a ghost that he has refined. He usually gathers some ghosts to prevent them from reincarnation, claiming that they can live forever. Among the Jinyiwei news, there is Luoyang Dignitaries and dignitaries secretly worshiped the Dharma King in order to seek eternal life after death."
"Huh? Then isn't he equivalent to the Ghost King? Why is he called the Dharma King?" Zhang Zichen said.
"It is said that Dharma King Yin Yang was a member of the Yellow Sect during his lifetime." Zuo Qianhu said.
"Zuo Qianhu, what are you going to do?" Tang Yan asked.
"Collect the evidence, then find the Yin-Yang Dharma King's lair, find the Yin-Yang Dharma King himself, and kill him in one fell swoop!" Zuo Qianhu said.
"It's too slow. We still need to collect evidence." Tang Yan shook his head and said, "Why do we need evidence to kill demons? It would be better if we knew they were the ones who did it."
"The rules of Jinyiwei must leave evidence to avoid..." Zuo Qianhu said: "I have accidentally injured spiritual beasts before, so I have to be strict."
"That's you, not us." Tang Yan said: "Time is wasted by being like this and following the intrigues of the powerful. Brother Zuo just needs to tell us where the Yin-Yang Dharma King is."
"This...I don't know either. The ghosts of Yin Yang Dharma King are very hidden and need to be investigated." Zuo Qianhu really didn't know. This old demon's lair is full of real and imaginary things. If you don't pry, you may very well fall into a trap.
He has suffered this kind of loss before.
"That's fine. If it were easy to find, wouldn't they have been beaten up long ago?" Tang Yan thought about the old monk he met a few days ago. Maybe this Yin Yang Dharma King was like a rat hiding in the ditch to the old monk.
It's hard to find, not hard to fight.
In this world, there is only one year, so time is precious! How can we play hide-and-seek with Yin Yang Dharma King!
Luoyang is the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties. Although it is not as good as Yanjing and Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty, it is an important transportation artery in Henan. On the Luo and Yi rivers, there are steamships emitting black smoke, constantly transporting goods. On the streets of Luoyang, steam cars similar to Hutou Ben run around from time to time.
Most of the clothes worn by people on the street are cotton and silk. The coolies wore short jackets, the literati mostly wore Taoist robes and ordinary clothes, and the wealthy merchants mostly wore round collars and long sleeves. There are also women wearing pleated skirts, double-breasted sleeves, bijia, long skirts, etc.
Coupled with the red walls and green tiles, the bustling hawking sounds, and the authentic Henan dialect, it gave Tang Yan and the others a unique experience.
"Ni, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to get hairpins."
"Your Majesty, are you going to hit the mark with this spicy soup?"
"Nakazato."
"Eh~ That man is so young and his hair has gone gray. It's such a pity."
"Bai Luan said, that's Shao Baitou."
"..." Tang Yan turned away and looked at the two little girls standing at the second floor window, looking at him curiously.
"Close the window quickly, that man looks so vicious!"
There was a "pop" sound, and the window closed. Tang Yan looked at the building. The archway said "Wanfu Cloth Store".
It turned out to be a cloth shop.
Zuo Qianhu was worthy of being a member of the Jinyiwei Qianhu, and he was well-off in Luoyang. He quickly asked the local Jinyiwei to arrange a quiet courtyard, and it was almost dark when he stayed.
Then Zuo Qianhu was dragged away to drink Jiefeng wine.
Naturally, Tang Yan and the three of them would not go to such a boring banquet.
"You two rest here. I'll go out for a walk in the evening!" Tang Yan said to Wang Jinjue and Zhang Zichen.
"Captain Tang, why are you going? Why don't you take us with you if there's a lot of fun?" Naturally, Zhang Zichen and Wang Jinjue decided not to do it. They went out at night. It was obviously something fun.
Could it be...
"Time is precious. If I keep writing like this, when will I save enough money for the stereo? It's not that I won't take you, but that your steps are too slow!" Tang Yan said, his figure drifting with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
"Where do you think Captain Tang went?" Wang Jinjue said.
"Humph~ What can a man do if he goes out at night without a companion?" Zhang Zichen teased.
It was swallowed and revised for a long time.
(End of chapter)
