However, Lao Yutou and his family treated him hospitably, and Mo Hua felt good about it as he drank it, but the wine tasted a bit strong and his throat was a bit spicy after drinking it.

After eating and drinking, Yu Dachuan went down to the river again.

Two children, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi, were lying stretched out under the eaves, taking a nap.

Old Yutou made a pot of tea and chatted with Mo Hua in the room.

After chatting for a while, Mo Hua took the opportunity to ask:

"Uncle Yu, do you still remember the 'young master' who drowned in the Yanshui River?"

"Which young master?" Old Yutou couldn't think of it for a moment.

"When we first met, I said I was fishing, and you advised me to leave quickly. You said that someone had died by the river a few days ago, and the body was chewed beyond recognition by a water monster..."

"Oh..." Old Yutou remembered and nodded: "That's what happened."

Mo Hua asked: "Do you know who that young master is?"

Old Yutou shook his head, "I don't know that. I only heard that he is from Yanshui City, or a young master from a third-grade family. I don't know who he is."

"It would be embarrassing to talk about this kind of thing. I guess their family doesn't make it too public..."

Mo Hua nodded, his eyes moved, and he whispered: "Uncle Yu, did you say before... Yan Zhizhou?"

Old Yu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes towards Mo Hua became subtle.

He looked solemn, hesitated again and again, and finally said seriously:

"My dear benefactor, I know that you are young and are easily interested in such things, but you are strong-blooded and should be careful about sex. You must not get involved in that kind of land of smoke and willows, otherwise it will damage the foundation of Taoism..."

"When you grow up, get married and marry a wife, then you can think about these matters between men and women..."

Old Yutou advised with the tone of a veteran.

Mo Hua's expression was stagnant, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He could only say helplessly: "Uncle Yu, you thought wrong, I have something serious to do."

"Business?" Lao Yutou was startled.

Mo Hua lowered his voice and said, "It's a murder case involving Daotingsi."

Old Yutou immediately became nervous.

Mo Hua said: "I only tell you secretly, you must not tell others."

Lao Yutou had a natural respect for the three words "Dao Tingsi". Although he often scolded Dao Tingsi behind his back for being corrupt and superfluous, when he actually met Dao Tingsi, he was still respectful and did not dare to neglect him at all.

"Definitely, definitely!" Old Yutou nodded his head like a rattle.

Mo Hua then asked: "What exactly is Rouge Boat?"

Old Yutou glanced around and saw that the adults were working in the river, his two grandsons were sleeping soundly, and there was no one else nearby, so he whispered:

"It's just a flower boat."

"Flower boat?"

"This 'flower' is not a flower, it refers to people, those young and beautiful female nuns. The meaning of "flower boat" is the cruise ship carrying such female nuns, and they are doing... skin business." Old Yutou

whispered.

Mo Hua suddenly thought, "Is that the brothel on the water?"

"Yes." Old Yutou nodded.

Mo Hua frowned, "But there are sects all over the Qianxue Prefecture, and there are thousands of disciples. Their purpose is to preach and teach, and the academic style is prosperous. It is forbidden to set up all brothels and Chuguan."

Not only within the boundaries of Qianxue State, but also in the surrounding areas, according to regulations, this type of business is not allowed to exist.

Old Yutou sighed: "Human nature is like this, how can it be forbidden..."

"That flower boat," Mo Hua asked, "Uncle Yu, have you been on it?"

Old Yutou waved his hand quickly, "Where can a person like me go to that kind of place?"

"Then how do you know that what you do inside is just a living of flesh and blood?" Mo Hua said.

Old Yutou smiled and said, "Old man, although I am dull and stupid in practice, I have lived for a long time and have seen a lot. Many things can be understood at a glance."

"They built a boat, hung some flowers, and covered it with tents, thinking they could hide it from others, but instead they tried to cover it up. This kind of male theft and female prostitution is like a cat stealing a fish. The fishy smell cannot be hidden..."

Hearing this, Mo Hua couldn't help but glance at Lao Yutou.

Everyone has his own way in life.

Even some unknown little people will have some unique experiences or insights.

Mo Hua asked again: "Uncle Yu, have you seen Rouge Boat with your own eyes?"

Old Yutou nodded solemnly, "I've seen him a few times..."

"Those few times, I went down to the river to fish, and I was too late. I had just collected the nets and hadn't taken a break. When I looked at the time, it was already past midnight..."

"At this time, there will suddenly be a heavy fog on the river. It is hazy in the fog and you can't see anything. After a while, there will be red and green lights. Flower boats are sailing from the upstream, with hanging hangings on the boats.

The curtains were hung, the lanterns were lit, it was extremely gorgeous, and the laughter of men and women could be heard, which was heart-stirring..."

"Across the river bank, you can smell the strong aroma of rouge, so it is called 'rouge boat'."

"These ships don't stop, they keep sailing into the distance, and I don't know where they will dock in the end..."

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "More than one?"

Old Yutou nodded, "Yes, there are many boats. When I saw them, there were usually seven or eight boats, shrouded in heavy fog, swimming forward in a line."

Mo Hua frowned.

There seems to be a slight discrepancy between what Old Yutou said and what he saw...

He also saw flower boats in the Yanshui River that night.

The night was thick and the river was dark, but on the flower boat, there were bright lights, light smoke and lingering sounds.

But this flower boat is the only one.

Moreover, there are a group of "gongzi" figures on the boat.

He even glanced at each other from a distance through the black mist with a "gongzi" on the ship who held the moon in his arms and had scarlet eyes like a demon...

The scene of that night came to Mo Hua's mind again, and he was a little distracted for a moment.

"My benefactor, my benefactor..."

Old Yutou called out several times before Mo Hua came back to his senses.

Seeing Mo Hua's solemn expression, Lao Yutou couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and asked in a low voice: "What kind of murder case is involved in this Rouge Zhou? Is it serious?"

How do you know about ink painting?

He just said it casually.

"It's hard to say..." Seeing that Lao Yutou was a little uneasy, Mo Hua said, "However, this case has little to do with you, I'm just asking casually."

Only then did Lao Yutou feel relieved.

Mo Hua wanted to ask more, but he saw Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi turning over under the eaves in the distance, rubbing their eyes, and seemed to have woken up, so he stopped asking.

There are some things that are really not good for children to hear.

It was already past noon, the heat had subsided, and the sun began to set.

Mo Hua then took his leave.

Lao Yutou tried his best to persuade Mo Hua to stay overnight, "There is nothing to prepare at noon. I have already told Dachuan to go to the river to catch a big fish in the evening and make a whole fish banquet for my benefactor..."

Whole fish feast…

Ink painting is indeed a bit greedy.

But he really didn't have time anymore.

The ten-day break was over, and he had to return to the sect as soon as possible. If it was late, he would have to go on the night journey.

"Uncle Yu, I accept your suggestion. Next time..." Mo Hua declined politely.

Old Yutou tried to persuade him to stay, but when he saw that he couldn't keep him, he put a few silverbait in a fish basket and asked Mo Hua to take it back to eat, and then personally delivered Mo Hua to the door.

Before Mo Hua left, he let go of his consciousness and scanned the small fishing village to make sure that there was no aura of the evil god, and he felt completely at ease.

It's just that he withdrew his consciousness and turned around to leave when he suddenly noticed something. His expression changed slightly and he turned around and asked:

"In the fishing village, incense was also offered?"

"Yes," Old Yutou nodded and said with a pious expression, "A few days ago, I enshrined a little fairy boy to ensure everyone's safety."

"Little fairy boy?"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Who?
Chapter completed!