Anyone with a discerning eye can see the difference between the three Xian Ling Guan and the mortal boatman. Feng Chengyun was skillful and sophisticated in his work. Although he didn't know the reason, he specifically sent a message to Che Sheng to personally accompany the tall and thin boatman and accept the responsibility of the yamen to catch his head. Preliminary interrogation.
The night is like a cover, and the sky is filled with icy rain.
From time to time, beside several fires, the grief-stricken and choked sobs of the boat passengers could be heard, as well as the low-pitched scoldings of the government officials.
A donkey brayed in the distance. Zhang Wenfeng and the others turned to look north. A black divine donkey flew out of the darkness. The old lame man grabbed the iron drill in his right hand and jumped neatly from the donkey's back to the ground. There was a complex expression on the old face with ravines. , couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Feng, where is he? How injured?"
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Don't worry, he is blessed with great fortune and only has a few flesh wounds."
Feng Chengyun, who was looking over, cupped his hands and signaled that the county magistrate might as well take charge now, and it was inconvenient for him to overstep his authority and call someone over.
Feng Chengyun returned the greeting with a smile and waved to the crowd at the fire over there.
Che Sheng hurriedly walked over with the young boatman who had finished asking questions. The old lame man stared at the young boatman's dark, slightly childish face. Under the light of the fire, he saw a bit of himself in his youth. The eyebrows and eyes follow her.
Just one look at him and he was sure he was his own!
Xia Shiniang, you are so cruel!
At that time, it was just a chop, and our father and son were separated from each other for eighteen years.
"Uncle Lame, please talk slowly. After so many years, any misunderstandings can be resolved. Let's go over there."
Zhang Wenfeng saw the father and son looking at each other. They were not in the way. He whispered a few words, and then flew to the river a little further away with his second senior brother and Yue Anyan, waiting for the good news of Tu Ling to come. Feng Chengyun and others were all Flying over, chatting in low voices.
The donkey was curious. The fire of gossip in his heart was burning brightly. He pretended not to notice the gesture of the viewer and stayed where he was to look at the young boatman and then at the old cripple who was suppressing his excitement.
Is this ragged young man really the son of the old cripple?
Why can't it look similar?
Is he the son of the old cripple?
The old lame man was a gangster, so he calmed down and chose to go straight to the point. "When I was young, I had a nickname when I was in the world. It was called 'Ping Qian Zhang', and my nickname was Zhang Yifang. Didn't Xia Shiniang tell you about it?"
The young boatman's face changed when he heard the three words "a flat gun".
Those flying immortal masters were as gentle to him as family members, and he finally understood the reason. When he heard the name "Xia Changniang", it reminded him of the grievances and loneliness he had suffered for many years of wandering around to survive, and the anger in his heart broke out completely, and he became hysterical. cried:
"Why did she tell me about you! Where were you when she took me to hide? She took me a long way, where were you? When she was hacked to death, how were you? Where are you? Where were you when we needed you! Tell me...where are you!"
The young boatman's eyes were red. The old man in front of him, who was old and lame, was the heroic father he had seen in countless dreams?
He roared until his heart was full of bitterness, his face was filled with tears, and he was hopeless.
When he was young, he dragged a wooden stick and begged for a living. He was driven away by children of the same age who threw mud at him.
He was chased and bitten by dogs who looked down on others. He escaped from the Hanako gang several times and suffered many insults and looks.
He is like a roadside weed, despised by everyone, and everyone steps on him if he is unhappy. He dreams of his mother and father, and wants to have a small thatched house with yellow mud walls to protect him from the wind and rain.
He has nothing but dreams.
The old lame man stayed on the spot and murmured: "She is dead, is she dead... I always thought she was alive and well. She cut off my hamstrings and forced me to withdraw from the vendetta. I never left Xiling County again." Half a step..."
The right hand holding the iron bolt could no longer support the weight of his body, and the old lame man sat down with blank eyes.
My heart was in turmoil, my heart was broken, and my energy was drained from my bones.
The donkey, who was watching the excitement and sighing, was startled. He put his head on the old lame man and slowly put it down. The three of them, the spectators, also ran away instead of being coaxed. They were not the sons of men.
The young boatman quickly wiped away his tears and ran forward to support the giddy old man. His face was full of panic and he was at a loss.
After finally finding my father, I made him so angry that he died... and he was no longer alive.
Zhang Wenfeng, who was in the darkness in the distance, looked back and exchanged glances with his second senior brother and Yue Anyan. That was it.
A few people no longer paid attention to what was happening on the shore and looked down the river.
If the earth spirit's method cannot catch the water demon, they must quickly summon Protector Xie to request assistance, and then go to the numerous docks upstream and downstream separately to prohibit all boats from entering the water. How many can be saved will be counted.
Time passed little by little.
The interrogation on the shore came to an end. The law enforcement guards and government officials took the surviving boat passengers and boatmen to the north to find a way. When they arrived at a nearby town, they changed to horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts and rushed to the city overnight, leaving only the young boatmen and the old lame man behind. He was whispering something.
No one bothered them except the donkey who was standing by.
"Have fun, have fun..."
The two boatmen who were taken away were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. One of them turned around and screamed anxiously in a low voice. He was kicked on the butt, staggered and almost fell, and did not dare to make another mistake.
The old lame man made a calming gesture to his newly recognized son.
Official affairs were handled by Brother Feng. He stood up slowly, with a mixture of disappointment and relief on his face, and said, "Lezi, let's go home and sort out your affairs in a few days. On an auspicious day, I will take you back to Zhangjiazhuang and recognize your ancestors."
As Xianlingguan's status rose to prominence, he was no longer an old country man who subconsciously felt frightened when he saw the officials.
He planned to renovate the Zhang family ancestral hall and purchase some family property.
This time Brother Feng was able to show up in time to help save Lezi and reunite their father and son. It was the virtue he had accumulated over the years by burning incense and the blessing of his ancestors.
The donkey carried an old man and a young man, who looked like a man and a son of different ages, soared into the sky and flew towards the Fairy Spirit Temple.
About half an hour later, a short man came up from the air carrying a catfish spirit that was more than two feet long. He threw the dead water monster onto the shore. The little man said: "I have walked dozens of miles around. There should be no fish slipping through the net.”
According to his temperament, he will not make great efforts to actively eliminate demons.
Looking at Zhang Guan's face, he simply made things more beautiful, and it didn't take much trouble anyway.
Mountains and rivers are indistinguishable from each other. It is true that he is an earth spirit and knows how to deal with the little ones in the water. It is no problem.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and thanked him, and watched the earth spirit disappear into the sky. He said a few polite words to Shi Huaian, chatted with Feng Chengyun, and told Chen Qingqiao to take good care of himself. Everyone went back happily.
The two water monsters were naturally brought to the state capital by Shi Huaian to ask for merit. The monsters stranded in the river were extremely difficult to kill, but the merits obtained by killing them were greater than those of monsters of the same level on land.
The three of them fell behind and flew leisurely to the northwest.
Yue Anyan suddenly transmitted a message: "Mr. Tu said that he found a broken water palace underwater. He specially used a formation to block the door. He said that there were still remnants of the underground 'water veins', so he was used by two catfish to become a spirit. I can explore it when I have time, the water veins will be of great use to my practice."
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "It's a good thing, our Fairy Spirit Temple will expand its territory and build another mansion."
"Haha, congratulations, junior sister, for another opportunity!"
"Joy and rejoice together!"
…
