The itchy feeling came from the armpits. Song Zhi was speechless and complained wildly in his heart.

However, since they were all in this shape, Song Zhi had no choice but to hurry up and raise the jade pendant, and gently tap the hidden small hole with his two fingers together.

Dongdongdongdongdong,

After the knocking sound, only a muffled groan came from the cabin, and the grid was not opened again.

Song Zhi felt sorry for him. If he was smashed like that, he would probably be unhappy. This surnamed Zhu...

At this time, a surging wave came. Song Zhi turned his head and saw huge splashes of water appearing under the tail of the dragon boat. A sound of the mechanism also appeared from the hull.

Seeing this, Zhu Wushi quickly shook Song Zhi in his hand and shouted loudly:

"The boat is about to drive, so you can use it if you have any way."

Song Zhiche was dizzy when he shook his head and quickly kicked Zhu Wushi in the chest and protested: "What's the use of shaking me... don't shake it!"

Then Song Zhi stopped hesitating, and his cunning eyes slid, cleared his throat and pressed against the bottom of the opening, shouting in a coquettish voice: "Someone is here~"

“…”

Slowly, the cut opened a gap. The fat man in the cabin covered his bleeding nose and poked out an eye and looked out in confusion. Seeing the person with a facial decoration below the window, he was stunned.

Looking down, he realized that it was Zhu Wushi holding Song Zhi up, and his eyes became unkind.

Seeing this guy appear, Song Zhi quickly handed the jade token in his hand up to him and showed it with a gentle tone: "I offended so much just now, so we didn't mean it."

Seeing that Song Zhi was of great temperament and spoke nicely, the fat man took the jade plaque and looked carefully. Then he poked his head back and looked at the back of the ship, and replied apologetically:

"Jiewei is also a mushroom. I saw that the Jie ship is about to drive. I'll catch the next train another day." The fat man's speech was leaking, probably because his teeth were knocked off just now.

Song Zhi took back the jade pendant, lowered his head and saw Zhu Wushi's inquiring expression below, so he raised his head and took a deep breath, slowly took off his mask...

The fat man was about to close the grille, but he glanced at him and his hands froze.

~~~

The river breeze blows by, waving the black hairs between the beauty's temples. The eyes hidden between the hair are filled with sorrow. Song Zhi inadvertently glanced at the fat man, with thin lips slightly opened and his tone was like crying and complaining:

"This elder brother is really invisible. Suddenly, he heard that his mother in Beijing was seriously ill. She wanted to take the water to return to Beijing but she was not in trouble. Fortunately, this demon-slaying master promised to take him..."

Song Zhi paused, put one hand beside his mouth, lowered his voice and continued in a low voice:

"...I am willing to take my little girl for a ride. I don't know when the next group of Longfang will be here. I am afraid that this demon-slaying master will suddenly change his mind, so can he be compatible, pigeon?"

At the end of the conversation, Song Zhi deliberately raised his tone and blinked at the fat man. A dim green light flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

There is no green tea in this world, it’s just a sensible girl.

The fat man was said this, and Song Zhi applied a little charm, and he immediately nodded his head subconsciously, turned around and ran into the boat. He could hear his loud shouts from outside:

"Stop the boat! Stop the boat! Someone didn't get on the boat!"

In this way, the originally closed ship door was put down again, and Zhu Wushi and Song Zhi finally boarded the Dragon Boat at the last moment.

Standing on the deck, Song Zhi couldn't help but be amazed. The name of the Dragon Boat is not a water fortress, but the wooden hull can reach more than ten feet long and three feet wide, which is a great challenge to the craftsmen's skills.

And from the automatic lifting ladder door to the huge power mast in the water, everything on the ship has the shadow of mechanical technology. Although I don’t know what the power source is, I guess it shouldn’t be a boiler steam, or maybe a beast pill or something?

Just as Song Zhi was guessing in his heart, the fat man just covered his face and ran over and said with a smile: "Two, I have been yelling hard before I let the boat stop."

While speaking, he looked at Song Zhi. At this moment, Song Zhi had already put on his mask again and smiled slightly at him: "I'm sorry, brother."

The fat man couldn't help swallowing, his chin fell out of control, revealing his empty front teeth.

Zhu Wushi also nodded, took out twenty taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to the fat man. This was Song Zhi's ship fee. As a deacon in the Demon Hunting, he could waive the freight.

The fat man put the silver into the public storage bag and then guided the two of them toward the small attic on the boat.

The Longfang is divided into two parts, and most people live in the space under the deck temporarily. Thanks to the Longfang's excellent craftsmanship, the environment is not only a bit boring, but also a little boring.

A three-story loft was built on the deck. Only high-quality bureaucrats in the capital and above are eligible to move in. At this moment, there was a vacant room, so they were added to the last boarding ship.

"If you have any need of me, just call me next."

After the fat boatman brought the two into the room, he spoke diligently.

As a result, Song Zhi ignored him and looked at Jiang Jing in a daze. The fat boatman had to smile embarrassedly, glanced at Zhu Wushi and then left.

As soon as the boatman left, with a bumpy thrust, the dragon boat made a huge crackling sound and finally started to start.

Song Zhi stood next to the mast on the third floor of the attic, with the surging river water surging under his feet. Looking at the dock of never sleeping at the end of his sight, the feeling of separation was wonderful.

After retracting his gaze, Song Zhi walked into the room. Zhu Wushi was already sitting cross-legged, not wasting a second of his time in practice.

Song Zhi felt a little ashamed and learned to sit cross-legged. It was not that he was unwilling to practice during this period, but that he practiced himself in a special way. He was really worried that Zhu Wushi would become the same as Lu Xian back then.

Song Zhi sat cross-legged just to calm down, but gradually a wonderful feeling slowly emerged, as if he was in the world and there was only himself in the world.

“What’s the situation…”

For some reason, Song Zhi felt aroused his mind and suddenly wanted to try the normal Qi refining method.

"Let's try it, probably won't alarm the ancient ancestor."

Thinking of this, Song Zhi slowly adjusted his breathing, and the world in front of him dimmed as he entered the deep breathing. Particles of various colors filled with nothingness, accompanied by the ubiquitous black airflow.

Song Zhi began to try to accept his own elements. With the blessing of consciousness, the green spiritual power began to move closer to him. What surprised Song Zhi was that in addition to this, the red spiritual power was also actively surrounding him.

You should know that the method of sucking in the Fox Destroying Wansheng Art is not used now. It should be only the blue element, and now there is red... Could it be because of the Supreme God Flame?

But he didn't know what the Lock of Eternity means now, and he had to wait until the demon fox woke up before asking.

"etc..."

Song Zhi was just looking at the element of fire, but now he realized something really shocking. When the black demonic energy in the air was trying to penetrate his body, it was blocked by a white light.

Before he could notice, the sun and moon mark on his forehead began to appear again, shining and shining.

When Song Zhi discovered the changes, he thought that this was the miraculous effect brought by the Jade Pearl, and was overjoyed. Doesn’t this mean that he can practice anytime and anywhere without any worries?

Thinking of this, Song Zhi sat upright and began to practice seriously.

The God Transformation Realm is just the beginning of a monk. Whether it is an old Taoist priest or a guard Youlei, the strength of the second-grade rank makes Song Zhi feel powerless, so he can only calm down if he reaches the second-grade rank Song Zhi this morning.

Zhu Wushi, who was meditating not far away, opened his eyes at this moment and saw that Song Zhi was not lying on the bed but practicing, and he was a little confused.

Since they met, Zhu Wushi had never seen the guy in front of him practiced. He once doubted where Song Zhi's strength came from.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Wushi asked curiously.

"What's wrong with refining Qi?" Song Zhi responded lightly.

"Wow, what kind of qi is there that needs to be refined by you in person?"

The more Zhu Wushi looked at it, the more he felt that Song Zhi’s solemn appearance was very funny, and he couldn’t help but quip.

Song Zhi frowned slightly. Is he questioned that he would not work hard?

Isn't it because I take care of you? If I turn on the sucking sucking, you will have a lot of spiritual energy to absorb it. Before you come, I am a model disciple of Izumi Naoya.

However, Song Zhi didn't want to spend time explaining. He suddenly remembered the task he had completed inexplicably and asked:

"By the way, did you say anything to me when I was sleeping last night?"

“…”

"Mr. Zhu?"

Song Zhi opened his eyes and found that Zhu Wushi had entered the deep breathing...

...

The silent practice is boring, and the night falls quietly...

Tonight, there will be no clouds. Under the vast starry sky, groups of mountains and rivers have turned into silver mountains. Among them, a giant boat is sailing alone on the wide Nanxiang River.

Song Zhi slowly opened his eyes, looked at the dim room, stretched his waist to wake up his stiff body.

"Where are others?"

Song Zhi stood up and found that Zhu Wushi, who was originally sitting next to him, had disappeared, so he walked out of the door.

Pushing open the door, Song Zhi immediately came to the mast railing in two steps, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him and showing his destiny.

The moonlight wanders on the river surface, the shimmering waves are as vast as the galaxy, and the sound of the flowing water surging on the side of the boat is so nice and mysterious. Looking at the mountains in the distance, the autumn wind is also slightly cool.

"Where is this guy?"

Song Zhi saw that there were already many figures walking on the deck, and they were probably all boat passengers who came out to breathe or enjoy the scenery.

After walking down the attic in a small step, Song Zhi also came to the deck. The dragon boat was huge and stable, and even when it went up against the current, it still did not shake or undulate at all, as if walking on flat ground.

With his hands behind him, Song Zhi leisurely walked on the boat, looking for the familiar figure by the way.

Soon, Song Zhi saw Zhu Wushi at the stern of the boat. At this moment, he was staring at another person with concentration, standing like a pine tree.

Song Zhi walked in quietly, and then he realized that Zhu Wushi was watching someone else fishing. This was an old man holding a simple bamboo pole to concentrate on fishing.

Song Zhi suddenly felt confused: Although this boat is not driving very fast, can we catch fish in this way?

Thinking of this, Song Zhi walked to Zhu Wushi and raised his elbow, arched his back, and said hello.

Zhu Wushi looked at it very seriously and did not come back to his senses until Song Zhi reminded him. So he raised his finger and silenced, and continued to watch the old man operate.
To be continued...