The ship sailed for two nights and one day. Early that morning, the Ping An finally sailed from the mouth of the Dayu River into the Weiling River.

"In half a day, we will reach the fork of Jiuqu Gorge. Can they be sure?" Chen Liu stood on the deck, looking at the river, and asked Wei San next to him in a worried voice.

"This waterway is the one they are used to, so it should be fine." Wei San said calmly.

"But..." Chen Liu still looked worried, "Jiuqu Gorge is not an ordinary place. It is too risky to walk on this waterway..."

"We're already here, do we have any other options?" Wei San said.

"You shouldn't listen to that guy's deception..." Zhao Er muttered on the side.

"Okay." Wei San waved his hand and added, "The dangers on our journey are not limited to this place. There is no way we should worry too much and be timid."

Yes! The Laya Snow Mountain is not so easy to pass. There are still many dangerous roads waiting for them ahead.

Chen Liu sighed lightly and stopped talking.

Zhao Er naturally did not dare to say anything anymore.

Since we were about to cross the Jiuqu Gorge before noon, the old fisherman asked the cook on the boat to prepare lunch in advance.

Cen Xiyan and Cang Qing simply ate some to satisfy their stomachs, then put down their bowls and chopsticks.

Zhao Er had a big appetite, and the fish soup prepared by the cook was delicious, so he opened his belly and ate as many as he wanted.

Cen Xiyan glanced at him for a few times, and finally couldn't help but said: "Brother Zhao, I advise you to eat less, otherwise..."

"Why! Are you afraid that I will be poor!" Before Cen Xiyan could finish her words, Zhao Er rolled his eyes and interrupted her, "At the worst, we can just give you more money!"

"Okay! As if I didn't say anything, you can continue and eat as much as you want. If it's not enough, let Lao Li cook you two more dishes." Cen Xiyan was too lazy to say any more.

Lao Li is the cook in charge of everyone's food on this ship.

Ga Zi curled his lips at Zhao Er and sneered in his heart: If you don't know what is good and what is good, you will suffer it soon!

Not long after lunch, the Ping An sailed around a green mountain and headed towards the mouth of a winding and narrow canyon.

Catfish came over, clasped his fists at Wei San who was standing on the deck observing the river, and then said: "Sir, the ship will be unstable and the plywood will be dangerous. You'd better take your people and go to the cabin to rest. In the evening , we will almost be able to leave Jiuqu Gorge, it will not be too late to come out and enjoy the scenery then."

Wei San knew that although he had some water skills, he could not compare with these old sailors who grew up in the water, so he did not try to be brave and nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go into the cabin now."

After that, he took Chen Liu, Zhao Er, and the other two guards back to the cabin.

Cang Qing and Cen Xiyan did not leave the cabin after lunch. They each chose a chair to sit on. Cang Qing also pinned his sword on the table leg and held it firmly with both hands.

The tables and chairs on this boat are all fixed to the boat. In this way, he is connecting himself to the tables and chairs.

Wei San glanced at Cang Qing, thoughtfully, but saw that Cen Xiyan was just sitting there, not doing anything special, so he did not ask, because through these two days of getting along, Wei San had basically understood Cang Qing's personality. He has a stuffy temper, and even if he is asked, he may not be willing to speak respectfully.

When Cen Xiyan saw Wei San and others coming in, he picked up a small package on the corner of the table, took out several oil paper bags from it, and gave one to everyone.
Chapter completed!