Chapter 92 Everyone can transform into a dragon
Yang He didn't carry anything, and three faces appeared in front of his eyes.
He is still a fisherman, a cook, and a scholar. During the past few days of seclusion, the characters did not encounter any accidents, and the information was the same.
"Strange things."
"It stands to reason that every allusion should be about frequent disasters. How come it seems that Chentangguan can barely maintain the status quo."
[Whether to consume 1 point of spiritual vision to refresh the identity]
Yang He hesitated for a while and then chose to refresh. As a result, there were three more green-level characters, and one of them was even involved in the Li family's mansion.
[Vegetable Jia (Green): You are responsible for the daily vegetables in the General's Mansion. As you pass by the backyard, you hear sighs coming from inside. 】
[Short-time worker (green): There is an endless supply of fresh fish shipped to the dock every day. You signed a short-term contract with the owner of the chamber of commerce and started working in the early morning. 】
[Ship Repairer (Green): When harvesting fish, wooden boats are very easy to damage, especially if you are not careful, there will be a few more holes in the bottom of the boat. 】
"Could the sigh come from Mrs. Yin? The incarnations of Guifu are all fierce ghosts, and their true bodies are at least equivalent to evil ghosts. They are difficult to handle."
[Whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to refresh the identity]
Yang He refreshed again, and finally a character with white quality appeared.
[Storyteller (white): You have been wandering around all year round to make a living. When you heard about the richness of the coast, you set off and were planning to ferry across the river. 】
Yang He raised his eyebrows and noticed something strange.
The green characters are all locals from Chentangguan. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Is it related to the dragon ghost that looks like a giant worm?
"Play the role of storyteller. Maybe it will be easier for outsiders to explore the truth."
[Whether to consume 2 points of spiritual vision to teach the identity of
[Whether to consume 2 points of spiritual vision to impart the identity of
"It's a pity that even if the character has two ghosts, it's just a weak ghost for the first time. In fact, it doesn't mean much. It would be nice if it could be further improved."
Yang He suddenly had a thought and tried to teach the Wanhua Baigui Hunyuan Sutra.
[Whether to consume 40 points of spiritual vision to teach the identity of
"It's really good."
Yang Hecai is very generous. Anyway, as long as his spiritual vision does not fall below a thousand, the blessing of the five senses will not be significantly weakened.
[Storyteller (green): You have been wandering around relying on your two innate magical powers. Not long ago, you heard about the richness of the coast and set off to go there. You were planning to ferry across the river. 】
"Innate supernatural powers? It means that the Hunyuan Jing of Ten Thousand Transformations and Hundreds of Ghosts has caused two ghosts to return to their innate nature."
Yang He is very interested. It turns out that there are many ways to play the role that need to be explored.
"OK."
………
It is early autumn in Chentangguan, and the vegetation along the coast is stained with withered yellow, and residual leaves are floating on the water.
The five people stood anxiously on the shore, looking at a lone boat floating lightly in the distance, and they couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
"Finally here, why are there so few ferries to Chentangguan?"
The woman held the baby in her arms and couldn't help complaining, which made the middle-aged man at the head dissatisfied and said: "The rules in Chentangguan are like this. You foreigners have to abide by the rules to make a living!"
Others advised: "Fourth Master Wang, haven't you been waiting for two or three hours?"
Fourth Master Wang snorted coldly.
Because it was dark, we could see that candles were lit on the bow of the ship.
Fourth Master Wang looked around the crowd and saw a well-dressed young man behind him, "Yang He, you are a storyteller. You know how to read and write. Be sure to watch out for them on the way so that they don't cause trouble!"
"I know."
Yang He nodded in response, and the others looked at him in awe.
There was no imperial examination system in the Shang Dynasty, and officials could only be recommended by recommendation. Being literate meant that one had a good family background, and storytellers were usually well-informed.
When Yang He came to the world of allusions, the character had been on the shore for a long time.
He waited patiently and calmly, and found that the four of them were all coming from other places. They said they were crossing the river by boat, but it was more like smuggling to Chentangguan.
Fourth Master Wang was responsible for arranging the ships. He kept looking around and didn't know what he was worried about.
Yang He glanced at Fourth Master Wang out of the corner of his eye. The latter was a local from Chentangguan. Anyway, he couldn't see anything strange, and he still didn't understand what the special quality of green was.
Jingle bell bell.
A copper bell swayed in the lone boat, alerting everyone that it was about to dock.
Yang He opened his ghost eyes inadvertently. There were three or four people on the boat. Their Yin Qi was weak, they had been exposed to dampness and cold for a long time, and their Yang Fire was not strong either.
[Qi Practitioner: Hitomi (evil ghost)]
[Alien: Shigui (evil ghost)]
Because of the teaching of the Hunyuan Sutra of Ten Thousand Transformations and Hundreds of Ghosts, the two ghosts in the storyteller's body have reached the realm of evil ghosts, and their strength is 30 to 40% of the original body.
Bang.
The boat was moored, and a blind boatman poked out of it.
"Why are you standing there, get on the boat!"
Fourth Master Wang handed the boatman his money bag and said, "Old Zhu, will it be a good trip next time?"
"It's okay, it's just that the weather is bad."
Fourth Master Wang turned pale with fright, "Why don't we talk about it tomorrow?"
The boatman surnamed Zhu replied in a deep voice: "No tomorrow, you know that the Dragon King in the water doesn't like outsiders. Whenever he crosses the river, he always has his head tucked into his waistband. How can you make money without taking risks?"
When Fourth Master Wang heard the words, he didn't waste any time and pushed everyone onto the boat one by one.
He stood on the shore, took out paper money and sprinkled it into the water, muttering vaguely, as if begging the Dragon King to calm down.
Yang He frowned slightly, and his spiritual vision began to increase the moment he stepped onto the ship.
"Stranger..."
"Could it be that the corpse boy came from a foreign country when he encountered the giant insect?"
Tick tock.
Rain fell on the water, but it was just a sporadic drizzle.
The boatman hesitated for a few seconds, and when he saw the intermittent rain falling, he quickly took out a long pole and pushed the shore hard, and the lone boat sailed towards the river.
The river is an entrance to the sea, and at the end is the vast ocean. Chentangguan on the other end is not a town, but a dangerous pass, but it is connected in all directions and gathers a large number of people. Yang He took the initiative to sit on the outside, with a wide view of the water.
Except for the boatman, all the people on the boat were from other places. There was also a sloppy old man huddled in the corner. The sour smell filled the air, making the atmosphere dull.
The woman shook the baby and said, "Nier, it won't be long before you can see Daddy."
The boatman asked curiously: "What is your man doing in Chentangguan?"
"I'm just a escort, but I haven't been back for a while, so I... came to take a look."
The boatman stopped talking and hesitated for a long time before saying: "Being a dart is not a good job. The only good job in Chentangguan is fishing."
"Why." Yang He couldn't help but ask.
Suddenly, there was a sound of falling water on the shore, and the boatman couldn't help but tremble.
"Oh my god!!"
The woman looked out of the boat, "Where is Mr. Wang? I saw him standing on the shore just now."
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"Did Mr. Wang drown? Otherwise, let's look back."
The boatman gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk nonsense! Fourth Master Wang is from Chentangguan, how can he not know how to swim? You must be wrong!"
"Listen to me, if you want to get to Chentangguan, shut up!!"
Only then did everyone regain their composure.
The boatman's arms holding the long pole had veins popping out, "I'm going to say something ugly first, even if Fourth Master Wang dies, it will be the Dragon King's will."
Yang He was surprised and doubtful, and he had been paying attention to the shore.
As a result, he didn't see clearly how Fourth Master Wang died.
"Hehe."
The sloppy old man opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "He turned into a dragon!"
"Old beggar, I gave you a ride because I thought you were pitiful. You are just talking crazy words!!"
The boatman's clothes were soaked with cold sweat. He seemed to realize something, his expression became more frightened, and the speed of punting the boat inadvertently increased.
Yang He stared at the sloppy old man, who quietly came over.
"Little brother, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"
The sloppy old man had a stooped figure and a high bulge on his back. He was holding a package in his hand, and his disheveled white hair was stuck in the back of his head with branches.
"If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it."
The sloppy old man pointed at everyone, "Do you think they believe it?"
The strong man shuddered a little, and took out the dagger for self-defense, "Old beggar, what do you mean, don't you believe in ghosts and gods?"
"Of course I don't believe it."
The sloppy old man laughed crazily and patted Yang He on the shoulder.
"He doesn't believe it either."
The strong man had goosebumps all over his body and shouted: "Get out of here!"
The boatman was afraid that the two of them would fight, "Don't act like a lunatic. Hey, everyone has strange names. What's he called Flying Bear?"
The sloppy old man's smile faded, he took out the pig bones and tortoise shells and lowered his head to tell fortunes. Such behavior made the strong man dare not make any plans.
Yang He didn't pay attention to the old man at first, but then he discovered that the latter had good fortune-telling skills.
If not without any Yin Qi, he should at least be a casual cultivator.
"My father-in-law, I'm going to introduce you to the storyteller Yang He. What would you call me?"
The sloppy old man didn't reply, but looked at the hexagrams repeatedly, "Everyone believes in ghosts and gods. It's a bad omen if it's over, it's over."
"My father-in-law."
Yang He ignored the sour smell of the sloppy old man and sat aside, "Old man, can you tell me a fortune to see whether I will be lucky or not?"
"Never mind."
The sloppy old man raised his head and said, "Because you don't believe in ghosts and gods, and you don't believe in me either."
At this time, water droplets as big as soybeans hit the river, causing flooding.
Yang He's eyes fell on the boatman's neck. A few fish scales reflected the light, the pupils became extremely cloudy, and the skin began to secrete mucus.
As the water vapor in the air increases, organs similar to fish gills grow on the neck.
“It turns out that green products are caused by local people’s physical problems?”
The bells kept ringing.
There is a huge thing emerging from the bottom of the water.
"Dragon?"
Yang He frowned, because the black shadow under the water was different from the giant worm.
First of all, there is a difference in size. The black shadow is only four or five meters long, while the giant worm is enough to swallow a small mountain. Secondly, the head is more like a human face.
The strange dragon flashed past.
The boatman felt itchy all over his body and kept scratching hard.
The sloppy old man's face changed drastically, and then he stood up and moved around in a lunatic manner, "The divination is wrong. I'm afraid I'm going to die tonight, I'm definitely going to die!!!"
He rushed out of the cabin like a madman and jumped straight into the river.
The boatman looked in disbelief and watched the water splashing around.
Yang He also rushed out of the cabin in three steps and two steps, and then followed in the footsteps of the sloppy old man, who also jumped into the fast river without hesitation.
"Damn it, Mr. Jiang!!!"
Yang He thought about it, didn't Jiang Ziya just call him Fei Xiong?
In terms of seniority, he would definitely call Jiang Ziya uncle.
"No wonder pupil ghosts and spiritual vision can't see through it. Jiang Taigong has a lot of treasures. The list of gods might be in the package!!"
(End of chapter)