Yunsong took it out, and then it looked outside.

He became even more determined when he stretched out his legs!

After traveling on the waterway for a while, a village appeared in front of them.

The village is close to water and mountains. It stretches freely according to the terrain. It has bamboo buildings, wooden houses and stone temples. There are many lush locust trees inside and outside the village.

Just looking at the tall locust trees, you can tell that this village has a long history.

The drizzle is hazy, and among the green mountains and fields are clusters of wooden houses with railings and bamboo buildings built next to each other, with blue bricks and gray tiles, and dried bacon and vegetables hanging from the eaves.

Yunsong felt relieved after seeing it.

The living conditions in the village are obviously good. The weather is gloomy. Many homes have lit candles and hung lanterns. A dock has been built in the river at the entrance of the village, and several boats have been docked on the dock.

Most of the docked ships were small sampans or bamboo rafts. Only one ship was larger and had a chimney. It turned out to be a small steamer.

On the pier, some people were busy reinforcing the small boat. When they saw their big ship coming, they raised their waists and watched curiously.

"Are there any guests coming again?" someone asked.

A big man clasped his fists and shouted: "Where are our guests coming from?"

The boss of the boat said: "We are on the water. The wind and waves are dangerous. I want to take shelter from the wind and ask for a sip of hot soup."

The big man said: "Well, it's great to have friends from far away!"

After hearing this, Yun Song knew that it was done now and they could have a good rest.

The man on the dock enthusiastically helped them stop the boat, and the crew members took their luggage and disembarked.

Yun Song also had to go down to take a hot bath and change into dry clothes, so he picked up Linghu Yuan and A Bao and followed them.

As a result, Linghu Yun was determined to pretend to be dead.

Po thought about it for a moment, then looked at it and lay down pretending to be dead.

Yunsong was speechless.

He simply took a white sheet and covered them both.

Now it looks so lifelike.

At this time, the people on the dock saw his appearance clearly, and some people shouted excitedly: "It's a Taoist priest, there is a Taoist priest here!"

When Yun Song heard people talking about him, he jumped out of the boat and said, "Blessed is the Supreme Heavenly Lord. Poor Taoist Yun Songzi has met all the donors."

"Taoist priest, are you really a Taoist?" the villager asked enthusiastically.

Yun Song gave them a passage on the spot, "The Mystical Sutra of Saving Suffering Spoken by Heavenly Master of the Xuan Ling Bao in Taishang Cave".

The villagers said happily: "Don't read it, don't read it, you are indeed a true Taoist priest."

"This recitation of "The Mysterious Sutra of Saving Suffering Spoken by the Supreme Master of the Xuan Ling Bao of Taishang Cave" is really good. The Taoist Master is an expert. Please invite me soon."

"I will go to the village to report to the clan leader, please walk slowly. It has just rained heavily and it is difficult to walk on the road."

Among the villagers on the pier, the most important one was named Xi Jingui. He came to guide everyone and then gave a brief introduction to the village.

The village is called Baiyue Village. According to legend, their ancestors were members of the Baiyue royal family. Many, many years ago, there were treacherous officials in Baiyue who caused rebellion. The original imperial power of the royal family was overthrown, so their ancestors brought people here.

The ancestors of the Xi family fled for many days in the mountains and rivers, and finally saw the current land along the river.

They saw that this place was backed by a mountain and faced a stream. It only took less than two sticks of incense to take a boat down and enter a big river.

In this way, there are mountains, rivers and fields, so I happily live here.

"But our ancestors didn't just live here randomly," Xi Jingui said, "because our ancestors were from the royal family, so we have pharmacists."

"The medicine man performed a divination with our Goddess, and the Goddess told him that this place is the new home she has arranged for our family."

"Not only do we have water, mountains and fields here, but we also have mulberry trees. We can plant mulberry trees, raise silkworms and weave cloth to make a living!"

Yunsong praised: "Your mother-in-law is so considerate."

He has an impression of the Empress God. Ah Wu has been to Baiyue. Baiyue worships a hundred gods, which is completely different from the Han people and even most ethnic groups.

Baiyue's Hundred Gods are more like ancestors becoming gods. The reason why they have so many gods is because each family believes in one god. Normally, this god is the most capable person in their ancestors.

Then the family will pay homage to this capable ancestor day and night, and he will become a god to protect future generations.

The Goddess of the Empress is indeed a royal deity. She was born out of a very powerful queen. I heard about the queen's heroic appearance and wanted to see it, so she left an impression.

There are many mulberry trees planted in the fields near the village, but now in late autumn, the leaves of the mulberry trees have fallen.

Xi Jingui continued to introduce to them that after they arrived here, they had water to drink, fish to eat, food to produce, and they could weave cloth to keep warm.

In this way, if they are well fed and clothed, they can raise their children with confidence and boldness.

Over the years, their women almost always gave birth to one child a year in their prime, and the village grew from there.

Xi Jingui said proudly: "Don't think our village is small, that's because we are the mother village. There are many villages in our mountains, all of which are members of our tribe."

At this time, the village became lively, and those who returned to the village first brought their tribesmen to see them.

There were old people and children, men and women, all of them with rosy cheeks and high spirits.

There were several strong men walking in front.

One of the strong men ran a few steps after seeing Yunsong. The man wearing homespun clothes next to him hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing?"

The strong man shouted excitedly: "What are you pulling me for? I'm so happy to see my benefactor!"

"Benefactor, benefactor, I didn't expect that we would meet here!"

Yunsong took a closer look.

The strong man was short and stocky, like a calf, with a fleshy face and muscles, and a black cloth strip tied on his head.

Then I didn’t recognize him.

The strong man reminded him: "Our boat was trapped by water ghosts on the Hongshui River before. Taoist priest, you let us go."

Yun Song said in astonishment: "Panel teaching?"

The strong man clapped his hands and laughed and said: "Eight hundred miles of rivers, grace reaches Shanghai; thousands of years of true religion, the road reaches the sky!"

"Yes, we are the children of the Paijiao, and our eldest brother is Huang Shui Bai Tiao Zhang Wuyi."

Yun Song remembered that there was such a person, and he asked: "Fusheng Supreme Heavenly Lord, I remember it, but where is your Brother Zhang?"

Hu Jinzi frowned and said, "Isn't it right? How many days has it been since we last met? Why are you here?"

Hearing this, a sad look appeared on the strong man's face: "We were supposed to go back to Shanghai, but many days ago, we encountered a heavy rainstorm, and then a rock collapse occurred."

"Alas, the rockfall caused the river to be blocked, and rapids sprayed out from the narrow river like water cannons. Our two ships were too small to withstand the impact of such water flow, and we were in danger one after another."

"Fortunately, at that time, the Wumeng River leading to this place was next to us, so we wanted to enter the Wumeng River and follow the river course to avoid danger."

"But the current in the river was too strong and we couldn't turn around. Brother Zhang showed his righteousness and steered the rudder of the boat against the stern of our boat with their bow. In this way, he helped me adjust my course and enter the river."

"But he, he...wuwu!"

As the strong man spoke, his tone became deeper and deeper, and finally he started crying.

The faces of Hu Jinzi and Da Benxiang darkened.

They looked at Yunsong and then at the people in front of them, and they all subconsciously tensed their muscles.

Yun Song put his hands behind his back and shook them, then he patted the strong man on the shoulder and said, "Oh, donor Zhang is a righteous man!"

"But he saved you with his life. Why did you stay here after you were rescued instead of returning to Shanghai quickly?"

The strong man said helplessly: "The stern of our boat was hit, and the coal that was originally stored at the stern fell into the water. But we are a small steamer, and we can't sail without coal, so we are trapped!"

The old man next to him smiled and said, "That's why Qin Yingxiong was so excited after seeing you."

The strong man hurriedly introduced to Yun Song: "Benefactor, this is Mr. Xin, chairman of Baiyue Village's Contemporary Village!"

Yun Song bowed his head and saluted, and both parties greeted each other.

After getting to know each other, Xi Xin quickly invited them into the village.

They were placed in the Drum Tower.

The Drum Tower is the core area of ​​the Baiyue people's architectural complex, and all important events in the clan are held here.

This is a big empty house, with only an open fire pit and stools around it, and then nothing else.

The firewood was burning brightly in the fire pit. Yunsong and the others took a bath and changed into dry clothes, and then put the wet clothes here to bake.

When they sat down, Xi Jingui led others to throw bamboo slices into the fire, and then went in with long bamboo tubes to bake.

The bamboo slices burned, and the bamboo tube crackled as it was roasted.

Yun Song nodded and said, "Are these your firecrackers?"

Xi Xin stroked his beard and smiled after hearing this: "Haha, Taoist Master is really knowledgeable."

Yun Song smiled and said: "Fu Sheng, the Supreme Heavenly Lord."

Oh, your insights are really useful!

It turned out that he was mistaken.
To be continued...