[Liao Zhai] I live in Lanruo Temple

The torrential rain was pouring like the roaring water of the Yangtze River.

At the bottom of the empty river, there was a gurgling stream of water all of a sudden, forming a water jacket and covering the long river, covering up the black mud.

At this moment, Liu Qingyu and his group had already moved their positions with their bags and entered the cabin.

Beside him, more than a dozen boatmen looked at the boats in the muddy water through the window panes, with heartache on their faces.

"Let's take you all the way to the other side. When the rain subsides, I will order all the turtles to pull up the boats and return them to their original owners."

At this moment, the voice of the owner of the big ship suddenly floated into everyone's ears.

Liu Qingyu turned around and looked at her, and saw a young man in gray and white clothes walking towards him.

Different from his ordinary clothes, his temperament is elegant and his brows are frank, which can make people feel good.

The captain's eyes were filled with smiles, and his soft gaze slowly scanned the crowd.When he brushed past Liu Qingyu and Mu Yunxing, he couldn't help concentrating his eyes slightly, and then praised loudly: "You two are so handsome!"

Liu Qingyu smiled back, and politely replied: "Your honor is extraordinary, I haven't thanked you for saving me yet."

"It's nothing to do with a little effort." The captain laughed recklessly, and the gentle temperament around him turned into a hearty temperament in an instant. "My surname is Peng, my courtesy name is Haiqiu, and my ancestral home is Guangling. I don't know where you are, where you came from, and where you want to go?"

Seeing Peng Haiqiu in person, seeing his upright speech, the scholars no longer suspected that the captain was an evil ghost, and immediately let go of their vigilance.They exchanged surnames with Peng Haiqiu one after another, bluntly saying that they are from Jinhua, and the reason for their trip this time is to participate in the West Lake Cultural Association held by the Great Confucianists of Kyushu.

So far, both parties have a simple understanding of each other.

Soon someone couldn't help being curious, pointed to the sky and asked: "You and the big ship descended from the sky, and you can send the fairy tortoise to pull the boat, but the fairy who came down from Baiyujing?"

Peng Haiqiu laughed loudly, waved his hands and said humbly, "I dare not call you an immortal, but I'm just an ordinary monk in the Overseas Immortal Island."

Song Juren, students and boatmen have never seen a real immortal, so they don't know the difference between them and monks.He also heard the word "immortal" in Peng Haiqiu's place of inheritance, so he felt that he was not much different from a real immortal.

For a moment, apart from Liu Qingyu and Mu Yunxing, everyone in the cabin looked at Peng Haiqiu with deep yearning and admiration.

Even though Peng Haiqiu was used to the wind and waves, he couldn't bear the heat in their eyes.

For a while, Peng Haiqiu seemed to inadvertently turn his body sideways, avoiding the scorching eyes of dozens of people.He looked at the rapid and violent rain outside the boat, and said in a deep voice: "Masters, please take a short rest, so I will order the boat to cross the river and come to the shore."

After the words fell, the turtles in the river moved slowly, pulling the big boat forward.

The speed is not fast, but the victory is steady.

But in this point of time, the torrential rain continued, and the river was already turbulent, rushing to the downstream.

Unlike Liu Qingyu's luck, Jiao Shusheng and his group could only stand in the rapids, holding the hull of the boat with deep mud with pale faces, to prevent themselves from being swept away by the rapids.

During this period, they were slapped on their faces by the splashing water continuously, in a panic, and at the same time, they were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were almost broken.

Under such circumstances, when they found the oncoming ship, they were surprised and delighted as if they had seen a life-saving straw.

"Boater! Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! Please stop the boat and help us!"

"Boatman! Have you ever heard me calling for help? As long as you are willing to stop the boat and help us escape from danger and land on the shore, I will give you money!"

Jiao Shusheng and his party, who were under the impact of the torrent, waved and shouted at the top of their lungs.But the captain Peng Haiqiu didn't like their character and didn't want to talk to them at all.

Therefore, Peng Haiqiu directly ignored Jiao Shusheng and his companions who were about to shout out their voices, and just performed Taoism, threw out a few pieces of paper, and turned them into strips of white practice to roll up the drowning innocent boatman.

The rescued boatman didn't have time to think about the magic of the rescue method, so he coughed water and asked for help because of the continual cries for help on the water. "Water...cough cough...there are still people in the water..."

Peng Haiqiu shook his head indifferently, and said frankly: "They read sage books but don't cultivate morality. They should be in trouble today. Besides, their death date is not today. The current experience is just suffering. die, and let them suffer."

Immediately afterwards, Gu Fang, who heard this, also said: "People are doing what the sky is watching. God has eyes. Sure enough, he sent punishment to teach them a lesson."

After speaking, he immediately explained to the boatmen who didn't know the truth about Jiao Shusheng's behavior of white-eyed wolves.

After listening to Peng Haiqiu's and Gu Fang's explanations one after another, all the boatmen knew that Jiao Shusheng and others had bad character.They were worried that they would be stabbed by the latter if they rescued each other with good intentions, and they thought that Jiao Shusheng and the others were just suffering, and they would not die anyway.So he hastily closed his mouth and stopped making advances.

As the boat continued, the distance between Liu Qingyu's side and Jiao Shusheng's group grew wider and wider.

Soon the two groups of people on the boat and in the water could no longer see each other, and the unethical scholar in the Tuliu River cried out in despair with a hoarse and sore voice.

"Is this how rain falls in the world?"

It was Liu Qingyu who asked this question, he really minded this kind of rainfall.

It's nothing if it's unscientific, the key is that the dragon spit it out, so it's a little bit of that.

Liu Qingyu's entanglement was almost written on his face, and Peng Haiqiu could easily see through it.It was the first time that Xu met someone who, after witnessing the spectacular scene of Yulong drinking the river and raining rain, did not go into admiration of the dragon's supernatural powers, but was entangled in such a problem. He laughed for a while before giving an explanation.

"This is not the case with ordinary rain dragons. This time there will be a scene that you have seen. Perhaps because the dragon above has not mastered the ability to gather clouds and condense rain, it has used such helpless methods."

Liu Qingyu immediately felt relieved, cupped her hands and said: "So that's the case, I understand, thank you for your understanding."

It's okay, it's okay, the Longyin River spitting rain seen today is a rare event, and there are not many examples.

However, if you can avoid the rain in the future or not, who knows if you will happen to hit the second time by chance?

Peng Haiqiu patted him on the shoulder, turned around and started a new exchange with the person.

While talking and laughing, time passed quickly, and the boat was moored on the bank of the river before we knew it.

However, the heavy rain outside was still in a hurry, and it didn't mean to stop at all. At this time, Liu Qingyu and the others got off the boat, and they would definitely be drowned.

Peng Haiqiu took advantage of the opportunity to invite, and said: "Why don't you stay and have a full meal, and wait for the heavy rain to stop while eating?"

Song Juren, who was in charge, pondered for a while, and nodded in acquiescence.

"Very good!" Peng Haiqiu laughed happily, "I invite you to a banquet immediately, and have a drink with you all!"

He walked quickly to the window of the ship, opened the window pane as big as a dish, and waved outside.

The rest didn't see what Peng Haiqiu was doing, and suddenly Liu Qingyu heard the rustling sound of crawling.

Then, he saw Peng Haiqiu stretch out his hand out of the pane, and with a light pull, he pulled out a man dressed as a restaurant waiter and carrying a food box.

"I trouble you to come here from a thousand miles away."

Peng Haiqiu greeted the visitor, then stretched out his right hand to do a back pull.

This was repeated eight times, and there were eight men who came.Wang Keshou and the others were amazed by their eyes, and then saw eight people put the dishes they brought on the table.

Sichuan Cuisine, Shandong Cuisine, Zhejiang Cuisine... There are eight special dishes in total, and eight major cuisines are gathered.

"It's hard work for you to send food from thousands of miles. This is money for wine and food. Please take it away."

Peng Haiqiu sent thanks and money, and immediately grabbed the arms of the food deliverers one by one, making the other person's body gradually shrink in his palm, and finally lifted it to the edge of the window pane.

The eight food deliverers bowed, crawled into the pane like snakes, and slowly crawled away.

Everyone watched the whole process, stunned and clicked their tongues again and again.

A few of them who were very curious rushed to the window of the ship in an instant, head to head, scrambling to look out the window.

It's a pity that there is nothing outside the window except the river and rain.

For a moment, several people couldn't help but looked at each other.

"The table is full of special dishes from famous restaurants in Sichuan and Hunan. Everyone, please sit down and enjoy." Peng Haiqiu pulled the dumbfounded people back to the table, and greeted warmly.

Hearing his words, Liu Qingyu blinked her eyes and asked, "Your Honor, you mean that the people who delivered the dishes just now were all picked up by you on the spot from the place where the eight major dishes were born?"

Peng Haiqiu smiled, "It's just a trick, eat the vegetables quickly, or they will lose their taste when it gets cold."

Although this statement did not directly admit it, it also affirmed Liu Qingyu's problem in a disguised form.

"Xiaoshi Peng's celestial methods are amazing!" After recovering from the daze of knowing the truth, the people present were full of praise, and expressed their admiration with speeches one after another.

In an instant, all kinds of compliments floated in the cabin.

Peng Haiqiu was so embarrassed by the praise, he waved his hands again and again, and kept saying "I don't dare to do it", it took a lot of effort to make the group of people turn their attention to the delicious food on the table.

Halfway through the meal, the half-drunk Peng Haiqiu suddenly stopped his cup and threw his chopsticks, and stood up from the table.

"Just eating and drinking is too monotonous and meaningless. Someone wants to draw a sword and dance, but can someone sing a song to accompany it?"

Unexpectedly, no one answered for a long time.

It's not that Jinhua students are not willing to do it, but that they are not proficient in this way and can't sing well.

Liu Qingyu looked around, taking in all the distressed expressions of the students.In order not to embarrass Peng Haiqiu and spoil the fun, he had no choice but to say: "There is no one in my generation who is proficient in waka, so I can only play a piece of waka with chopsticks. I hope you don't dislike it."

"Haha! No problem!"

Peng Haiqiu laughed boldly, immediately pulled out the sword hanging on the ship's wall, and swung it selflessly.

In the interlacing of sword light and sword shadow, he sang Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing" loudly.

"Ten steps to kill one person! Do not stay behind for thousands of miles!"

Every word and sentence is majestic and full of pride.

The boatman and the scholar felt the chivalrous spirit bursting out of it, and all of them blushed and clapped their hands in praise!

Afterwards, Liu Qingyu said that she was tired and gave up, but everyone still felt that they were not satisfied.

So Gu Fang took the lead, and the students asked Peng Haiqiu to use the method of picking up the waiter in the restaurant, find a guest who is proficient in folk art to help, and dance another song.

Peng Haiqiu hadn't had enough fun yet, so he agreed immediately after hearing the words, and then stretched out his hand out of the window, and pulled in a pipa girl from the Qinhuai River through the window pane.

The pipa girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, the same age as a delicate flower, with white teeth and red lips, and a faint intoxicating fragrance of rouge exuding from her temples, so charming!

A group of Jinhua students lost their minds for the beauty, but no one was rude and abrupt, but politely invited her to sit down.

Holding the pipa in her arms, the girl bowed her knees and gave a blessing. She sat down and complied with the request put forward by the couple. She played a heart-stirring piece of pipa to match Peng Haiqiu's sword dance.

This time Liu Qingyu no longer participated in it, but as a spectator, sneaked into the corner and sat next to Mu Yunxing, focusing on watching.