Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

In the blink of an eye.

Another few days passed.

News spread like wildfire that the river god has entered the sea and that the lake will usher in ten years of peace.

Of course, the old shopkeeper contributed to this.

There are also vigorous publicity efforts by fishermen on the lakeside.

I drove the boat into the lake for several days in a row. Not only did I not encounter wind and waves, nor did the boat capsize or kill anyone, but I could return with a full load every time I set out.

The big fish in Fuxian Lake that I haven’t seen in a few years.

Appeared in the city again.

Then it was passed from one to ten and then to a hundred.

This incident immediately caused a sensation in the whole city.

Be cautious.

When they left the city and rushed to the lake, they saw the crowds of boats rushing to the lake to fish at the port. There was no trace of surprise at the bustling scene.

It's a pity that I heard that the river god crossed the lake and entered the sea to rush to the Dragon Palace, and he was not allowed to worship the god in the past few years.

Otherwise, you can get a glimpse of the excitement of past years.

Outside the restaurant.

The old shopkeeper leaned against the door, his face full of reluctance.

In a remote place like southern Yunnan, it is not easy to meet fellow villagers. After getting along with each other for the past few days, this young man has a naturally convincing temperament.

His knowledge shocked him even more.

The astronomy, geography, and folk customs are all different, and they can all be said at the drop of a hat.

If it were placed thirty years ago.

Maybe he would grit his teeth, leave his family business behind, and go up the mountain with Chen Yulou.

"Old shopkeeper, Chen said goodbye. If I have a chance to pass by Chenjiazhuang in the future, I will definitely stay drunk until I enter!"

Chen Yulou hugged his fists.

In the past few days, the old shopkeeper has been busy and put a lot of thought into the affairs of the River God.

If it weren't for him, this matter wouldn't have ended so easily.

"must!"

"Mr. Chen invited me, how could I not go, old man?"

The old shopkeeper nodded heavily.

just.

Why doesn't he understand?

Nowadays, the world is becoming more and more chaotic every day, and due to his age, he has to make a living in a restaurant, so passing through Xiangyin is almost impossible.

"Perhaps, Chen will come back one day, and he might even come in to ask for a drink. Don't forget the old shopkeeper."

Look at the darkness in his eyes.

How could Chen Yulou not see what the old shopkeeper was thinking.

He immediately changed the subject and joked.

He and Zhou Jiao had a ten-year agreement, and they would definitely return to Fuxian Lake one day to protect the formation for him.

and.

Said it was ten years.

If Zhou Jiao understood quickly, it might not even take ten years, six or seven years would be enough.

"You must not forget it."

"If Mr. Chen comes again, I will sweep the couch to welcome you."

Maybe he was infected by his emotions.

The old shopkeeper couldn't help but grinned.

"Old shopkeeper, take your leave!"

Chen Yulou cupped his hands, smiled loudly, and got on his horse as he spoke.

"Okay, the old man wishes Mr. Chen a safe journey."

"Thank you..."

Chen Yulou didn't waste any more time and said hello.

The guys who had been waiting for a long time immediately rode away.

The sound of horse hooves echoed on the ancient road of Jianshui City.

On this trip, they will start from Jianshui City, cross Fuxian Lake, pass through Maitreya County, Shizong County, pass through Mengzi Road and Central Yunnan Road, and finally enter the junction of Yunnan and Guizhou.

It’s different from when I came with a lot of weight.

On the way back, except for the utensils taken from King Xian's tomb, we only had water and food, so it was considered a simple journey.

In order to return to Chenjiazhuang as soon as possible.

Chen Yulou will naturally not take the water route again.

Otherwise, it will take another month to ferry all the way.

However, at this time, southern Yunnan is about to usher in the rainy season, and the road is rugged, mostly through uninhabited mountains and old forests. Forcibly crossing the mountain road is actually taking a risk.

Therefore, for this trip, he specially dug out the map last night and studied it for a long time.

Only then was a relatively perfect route designed.

The sound of horse hooves rose into the sky.

The group of people left quickly like blue smoke.

After a while, the old shopkeeper finally came to his senses, staggered a few steps forward, and pursed his lips to say something.

But when the words came to his lips, he looked at the horse team that was about to disappear from sight, hesitated, and finally shook his head and swallowed the words.

"Shopkeeper, if there is anything else you haven't told me, why don't you go chase Mr. Chen and the others?"

The guy on the side couldn't help but said when he saw this.

"Nothing."

The old shopkeeper waved his hand, a complex look reflected in his old eyes.

"I just forgot to ask, Mr. Chen has never passed through Jialingdao. If he has, please send me a family letter."

"This is a big deal, shopkeeper. Mr. Chen and the others probably haven't left the city yet. Should I go now?"

"no need……"

Seeing the eager look on the waiter's face, the old shopkeeper's restless thoughts calmed down.

"How many years have passed? People from my father's generation have been coming to southern Yunnan. Even if there are people in the same sect, they have probably moved away long ago due to the war and chaos these days."

He said it euphemistically.

In the Beichuan Road area, most of our ancestors migrated there from Huguang.

Countless people travel south and north to do business, far away from home.

If that were the case, it would be a good thing, but I am afraid that warlords would fight, bandits would be rampant, and those people from the same clan and hometown would have lost their roots.

When his father was still alive.

As long as he met Han people on the Tea Horse Road, he would always ask them to send a letter to find out information, but until he closed his eyes, he could not wait for a reply.

He is old now.

In fact, there is not much hope left in my heart.

It's just a thought.

I always think that one day I can go back and take a look.

"This……"

Several guys looked at each other.

They are young, so they don't understand the weight of the words "it's hard to leave their homeland."

"Let's go, go back. Business has been good these days, and the old customers are slowly coming back. You have to wait for me."

He warned.

The old shopkeeper walked slowly into the restaurant with his hands behind his back.

He was still mumbling something.

He could only hear it when he got closer. He was obviously annoyed that he forgot to ask again when Mr. Chen would be back.

Don't take too long.

Otherwise, he doesn't even know if his old bones can survive until that time.

the other side.

After leaving the city.

Chen Yulou and his party walked along the southern foot of Fuxian Lake and around the lake.

We rode at high speed all the way without daring to stop, and it took us several hours to cross Beacon Mountain and reach the boundary mountain between Fuxian Lake and Xinghai.

During this period, they stayed in Jianshui City for almost six or seven days.

View the lake almost every day.

I thought I had learned enough about the vastness of the water area.

It wasn't until I took a trip around the lake today that I realized why the mountain people in the city call Fuxian Lake Chenghai and Xingyun Lake Xinghai.