"Is it related to celestial phenomena?" Fang Ping asked.
"Yes," Mu Chunfeng nodded, "There have been frequent celestial phenomena and turbulent sea tides in the past few days, and many poisonous creatures on Sanshe Island have died suddenly for no apparent reason..."
Tang Lian crossed her arms and guessed:
"Then those hired snake catchers were afraid and had to return early?"
Mu Chunfeng looked towards the shore, pointed at the small grave not far away and said:
"Brother Tang was only half right. On that day when there were frequent celestial phenomena, everyone was a little restless. The real cause of the unrest... was that someone was crazy.
"I just remember that day when the sea of clouds rolled and a huge bagua fan occupied the sky. A fisherman suddenly roared madly and rushed into the sea, saying that the gods were killing people and wanted to swim back.
"I couldn't ignore it, so I rescued him and promised to pay an extra ten taels of gold as a subsidy, but he didn't seem to listen. When eating that night, he hit his head on a stone and died."
Fang Ping figured it out:
"So, these hired fishermen were anxious to leave the island and had conflicts."
Mu Chunfeng sighed:
"Yes, they wanted to seize the ship, but shopkeeper Tian wanted to shoot them because they would be in trouble if they changed their minds at sea. The result is now like this."
"Then we're all back, so there's no need to confront each other, right?" Lei Wujie said, "Let's all set off together?"
However, things in the world are unpredictable and will not always develop in the way people want.
Tian Mozhi stepped back and allowed the fishermen to board the boat, but to avoid accidents, he had to tie them up.
The fishermen were worried that they would be thrown into the sea without resistance if they were tied up and refused to get on the boat.
"Damn it, you really don't know what's good and what's good!" Lei Wujie clenched his fists and said, "I won't leave even if I pay more!"
Fang Ping didn't want to wait for them to argue, so he took a step forward:
"I come."
The fishermen gathered together in groups, and when they saw the young man in black approaching, they immediately became wary.
"What are you going to do? Stop!"
"We won't be polite going forward!"
Several people were holding snake-catching weapons, which were their only weapons.
Fang Ping raised his hand and yawned. When he lowered his hand, he suddenly flashed and came to the nearest fisherman.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the palm fell on the fisherman's Tianling cover. A ray of true energy secreted out, and the person involved fell asleep directly.
The others were startled, and before they could scream, their heads were slapped together, and then they fell into a coma.
"Okay, just take it to the boat and lock it up," Fang Ping said calmly.
Mu Chunfeng smiled and said:
"Isn't this considered an immortal's caressing the top?"
Afterwards, several people boarded the ship smoothly, the phoenix fluttered in the flying wind, and the cedar long ship sailed across the vast sea.
Mu Chunfeng asked Xiang Xiaose:
"Brother Xiao, are those strange phenomena caused by the fairy island? What are the immortals on the island like?"
"The reason for the abnormality in my birth...maybe it was caused by a fight with an immortal," Xiao Se thought for a while and said.
Hearing this, Mu Chunfeng frowned, this was different from what he thought!
"Haha, could it be that I conquered the immortal and then treated you?"
Nodding bleakly:
"You can also say that."
"Ah? Are you serious?"
Xiao Se put his hands into his sleeves with a calm expression and looked at the figure sitting cross-legged at the bow of the ship:
"It's true. The Fourth City Lord probably wandered away again."
Although Fang Ping was at sea, his thoughts reached Nanjue and killed the underground river killer thousands of miles away.
All killers who use the underground river knife wire will be killed.
...
After seven days at sea, Fang Ping felt quite bored.
In the past few days, he either traveled thousands of miles to clear out the remnants of the underground river, or he sat quietly and meditated, digesting the insights from the battle with Mo Yi and stabilizing his state.
According to Lei Wujie, Long Yuan would vibrate unconsciously while meditating, scaring Shopkeeper Tian into thinking that a sea monster was coming.
Occasionally, the sword will ripple, causing the long boat to tremble and the sea water to ripple.
From a distance, it looks like a cedar longship farting.
"Fourth Master, stop sitting, your butt is hard!" Lei Wujie said with a smile, "I have nothing to do anyway, why don't you teach me how to practice swordsmanship?"
Fang Ping opened his eyes, his thoughts returned to his body, and there seemed to be star trails in his black eyes.
"Want to learn my sword?"
"think!"
Fang Ping chuckled:
"After all, I am not your master. In this case, I will go back to teach your sister and you can learn from her."
Lei Wujie scratched his head and didn't turn around:
"Is there... a difference?"
When he came to his senses, Fang Ping had disappeared, and his figure was nowhere to be seen in the entire longship.
"Stop looking, they've already left," Xiao Se said lazily, "The whole world can't accommodate the Mystic Realm of Immortal Movement, let alone a vast ocean."
...
Xueyue City, on the top of Cangshan Mountain, drinking in the wind, flowers and snowy moon on a snowy night.
Fang Ping came back first and had a drink with Sikong Changfeng and Li Hanyi at a small pavilion on the top of the mountain, telling the story of the fairy mountain.
Cangshan Mountain is towering and the air is cold. Li Hanyi's sword is said to be extremely cold and the air of the sword is biting, so the top of the mountain is covered with a layer of white snow all year round.
On the top of Cangshan Mountain, there is a bright moon over the Erhai Lake. When you raise your head, it is a bright moon, and when you lower your head, it is also a bright moon. It is a wonderful scene in the world.
"I'm not surprised that Senior Brother is in a state of trance. He is only one step away from the inner demon. But I didn't expect that the Imperial Master would also go there, and he has a relationship with that Immortal Mo Yi as senior fellow apprentices."
Sikong Changfeng sighed and took a big drink:
"If he doesn't come back, then drink up all his wine!"
"Childish," Li Hanyi said calmly, and took a sip of Fenghuaxueyue.
Putting aside everything else, Baili Dongjun’s wine making is one of a kind.
Sikong Changfeng glanced at Fang Ping and smiled lightly:
"The four city lords, the eldest and the youngest are all in a trance. Hanyi, aren't you embarrassed to be the second oldest?"
Li Hanyi said indifferently:
"If I ignore you, will you be embarrassed?"
"..."
Sikong Changfeng laughed twice and asked about the details of the Immortal Island War. Fang Ping told them one by one. It was like cutting off the arm of an immortal, opening up the abyss of the sky, the golden eye of heaven appearing, and the rise of ten thousand-foot sea waves.
Sikong Changfeng's blood boiled when he heard this, and he immediately stole three cans of fine wine to drink more.
An hour later, the three of them were all tipsy. It was not common for the three of them to be in this state. However, wine does not intoxicate others, people get drunk on themselves.
Perhaps due to other factors, Li Hanyi opened the door to drink, stood up unsteadily, drew his sword and pointed it at Fang Ping:
"Get up, I've been listening to you for so long, let me see the wandering sword!"
Li Hanyi jumped out of the pavilion, the bright moon hung on his back, and the sword flowers made clear shadows.
A sword-shaped flower rises in the moonlight, the mountain is covered with wind and snow, and the shadow of the moon shines like jade. A fairy with a sword in the snow-moon is said to be unparalleled in splendor.
Sikong Changfeng shook his head and reached out to cover the mouth of the cup:
"The snow is pouring in..."
In less than a quarter of an hour, Li Hanyi failed in fencing, and Iron Horse Binghe fell from his hands and fell to the ground.
"You lost again," Fang Ping said calmly, "No matter how many times I try again, I will still win."
Li Han was dissatisfied and punched him, but his punches were weak and his steps were unsteady. He was obviously drunk.
"Hiccup~!"
She rushed to Fang Ping, burped a wine-scented burp, and fell asleep without even punching out.
Fang Ping could only hold her back:
"Don't throw up..."
Sikong Changfeng sighed:
"Han Yi is like that, so what if she wins once?
"What do you think I'm going to do? Send her back to sleep, and wait for you to come back and continue playing chess."