After an uneventful night, Fan Yi was awakened by the cries of street vendors.
He pulled himself together and pushed open the door.
I saw that the door of the inn was open, and people were constantly coming in and out, which was in sharp contrast to the deserted appearance last night.
At this time, the middle-aged man saw Fan Yi, his face became a little warmer, and he said:
"Sir, are you still staying tonight?"
Fan Yi walked down the stairs and replied:
"Are there any ships leaving here today?"
The middle-aged man replied:
"Yes, we'll leave at noon. If you want to take a boat, you can go to the dock earlier. You can register when you get on the boat and just pay."
Fan Yi smiled and said:
"Okay, then I'll say goodbye."
The middle-aged man stopped being polite and went about his business.
It was just an extra spiritual stone that the man collected last night, but the man didn't even mention it.
Fan Yi strode to the door of the inn.
There were many pedestrians walking on the street, and both sides of the street were lined with vendors. The business scene was the same as that of a ferry town.
Fan Yi went to a small shop to eat something, then bought a few more clothes, simply covered his appearance, and walked directly out of the city.
The only merchant ships traveling along the river are operated by the Liuwanglou family of Tianlong City.
Fan Yi went there just to make a bet and see if the landlord Mo would abide by the agreement and not pursue the previous matter.
As he walked towards the city gate, he saw many people gathered around one side of the gate from a distance, and people kept pointing.
Fan Yi felt something was wrong, so he went up to take a look.
I heard some people talking:
"Old Liu Tou died so tragically."
"Yes, Old Liu Tou has only been guarding the gate for two months since he came to Zuoqi Town, and another ghost demanded his life."
Fan Yi squeezed into the crowd and saw the old man who opened the door for him last night, lying in a pool of blood.
The old man's eyes were sunken deep into the eye sockets. It can be seen that the old man was severely frightened before he died. His mouth was opened wide and the whites of his eyes turned up.
There was a bruise on his neck. He was pinched by someone and pierced between his eyebrows with his fingers, and the wound reached to the back of his head.
Fan Yi stepped forward and wanted to close the old man's eyelids. When he did so, someone else hurriedly shouted:
"Don't touch him! Anyone who touches him will be killed by the ghost!"
This shout was still too slow.
Fan Yi had already put his palm up and closed the old man's eyes.
Fan Yi turned to look at everyone, and saw that everyone's faces were full of shock, and there was also fear.
When Fan Yi stood up, everyone immediately squeezed back two steps, fearing that he would get close.
Fan Yi took out a spirit stone from his pocket and said:
"There is a spiritual stone here. Who can bury the old man? The spiritual stone can be taken."
Everyone was overjoyed at first, because what Fan Yi took out was not silver but spiritual stones, and spiritual stones were much more valuable than silver. However, thinking of what the young man said, the thought of taking the spirit stone disappeared.
Someone said:
"You give us money, but you must also give us life flowers. Anyone who touches the corpse of Gui Suo Ming will die within two days."
"Yes, yes, you must not take this money!"
Seeing everyone shrinking, Fan Yi had no choice but to put away the spirit stone, pick up the old man, and walk out of the city.
When everyone saw this, they followed him for some distance. When they saw that Fan Yi was looking for a trail into the mountain, they gave up following him.
After burying the old man, Fan Yi went down the mountain alone and walked towards the merchant ship on the shore. He didn't care about what those people said about ghosts seeking their lives.
Not long after.
The boy walked up the stairs.
I saw a middle-aged man and a little girl in a green skirt sitting behind a wooden table, looking at him carefully.
The clothes of the two of them were not exquisite, but they also looked a bit noble.
When the little girl in the green skirt saw Fan Yi, she had a slightly shy expression on her face, and her eyes were evasive as she looked him over.
The middle-aged man had a burly figure and a simple and honest face. He took the initiative to ask:
"My friend, do you want to take a boat ride?"
Fan Yi smiled and replied:
"How much money does it cost to get to Tianlong City?"
Without thinking, the middle-aged man stretched out three fingers and said:
"Thirty spiritual stones, including food and accommodation."
Fan Yi took out the spirit stone from his pocket and placed it on the wooden table.
The man stretched out his hands to take the spirit stone in, and said without raising his head:
"I am the owner of this ship. My surname is Zhong. I am Zhong Laoqi."
"My daughter will take you to the guest room in a moment. The boat will be leaving at noon. Someone will bring you food later."
Fan Yi simply replied:
"Good work."
Zhong Laoqi raised his hand and waved it, and then counted the spirit stones seriously.
After counting clearly, Zhong Laoqi put the spirit stones into his pocket.
Only then did he stand up and look directly at Fan Yi.
The young man's eyes were clear, but his face was covered by a black cloth and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
Zhong Laoqi turned his head to the little girl and said:
"Xiao Qi, take the guests to the boat building to rest."
After the little girl stood up obediently, she walked around the wooden table and walked towards the ship building with Fan Yi.
On the second floor, there was a door at the corner that was pushed open by a little girl.
The little girl pursed her lips and said:
"This is your room. Don't run around if you have nothing to do."
Fan Yi saw how cute the little girl looked and wanted to reach out and touch her little head.
said:
"Your father is Zhong Laoqi, so is your name Zhong Xiaoqi?"
The little girl nodded vigorously.
After a moment she shook her head again and said:
"I don't like this name."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
When Fan Yi walked into the room, he saw that the space inside was not large, but if he wanted to take out the medicine cauldron to temper his body, the space was enough.
This room also has a window sill from which you can see far away. In the days to come, it will not only protect you from the wind and rain and reduce fatigue, but you can also take a good look at the scenery, which is quite a leisurely and comfortable look forward to.
At noon, the boat slowly retreated and then went straight down the river. When the thin ice was broken, the water surface splashed loudly.
Although the merchant ship is very big, its speed is not slow. It seems that there are many strong warriors in the cabin, participating in stepping on the water wheel.
As the ship went straight down the river, people's laughter and laughter kept coming, and the sounds of birds came from time to time, which was also pleasant to the ears.
Boom, boom, boom!
Someone knocked on Fan Yi's door. When he opened the door, he saw Zhong Xiaoqi and two women holding a small wooden cart.
Zhong Xiaoqi walked to the door first, picked up a small wooden bucket from the wooden cart and handed it to him.
Like a little adult, he said:
"After you finish eating, be sure to leave the barrel at the door. I will come back to pick it up later."
Seeing Fan Yi nodded, he walked to the next room with satisfaction.
But this method always made Fan Yi feel a little weird, as if he was feeding a prisoner.
After closing the door, Fan Yi ate some food, placed the small wooden bucket outside the door, plugged the door bolt, and came back to continue looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window.
At night.
Fan Yi took out the medicinal cauldron and medicinal materials, and asked the Tianling Seal to cut off the connection between the room and the outside world, and began to temper his body. After the body tempering was completed, Fan Yi began to take inventory of his belongings.
When he took out the domino given by Mr. Mo, he couldn't help but frowned.
