Chapter 2709 Real World 59

Xiao Mo'er watched them disappear at the end and muttered, "Mother, they are really arrogant."

"Prosperity must decline." Bei Yutang said four words lightly.

Sitting in a room in the middle, a tall man clearly heard those four words.

Prosperity must decline!

A meaningful smile appeared on the corners of the plain lips.

Bei Yutang looked at the sign in her hand, "It's this room."

The room is not big, with a bed, a table and simple furniture. Xiao Mo'er opened the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said to Bei Yutang, "Mother, the scenery from here is really beautiful."

Bei Yutang looked in his direction, and saw that the layers of mountains were covered with a thin layer of veil, and the faint warm sun penetrated in, like golden light.

"It's beautiful indeed."

Xiao Mo'er is very novel, looking east and west, with a small body lying on the window.

"set sail."

There was a loud sound from downstairs, and the whole big ship started moving. Xiao Moer ran downstairs with great interest to see how the sailors started such a big ship.

After a cup of tea, after understanding the principle, Xiao Mo'er's novelty gradually subsided.

The activities on the boat are limited, except to see the river view, there is nothing else. In the rooms on the second floor, everyone stayed in their own rooms, and the large cabin on the first floor was very lively.

The men huddled around big cards and gambled, while the women brought their children and chatted.

Bei Yutang and Xiao Mo'er quietly meditated and practiced the inner strength of the Frost Palm, and time passed without knowing it.

The days on the boat are boring. Every time the pier docks, there are many people going up and down. People on the cruise ship will disembark to buy some food.

"Mother, someone is telling a story downstairs." Xiao Mo'er was lying at the window when she heard cheers from downstairs.

"Go downstairs and see."

They opened the door, and the door next door opened. Bei Yutang looked at the man, a very ordinary looking young man. After they got on the boat, it was the first time Bei Yutang saw the person next door.

The man glanced at them, nodded slightly at them, and walked downstairs.

Xiao Mo'er looked at the person's back, her black eyes narrowed slightly, "Mother, that person's back is very familiar."

Indeed, the man's back looks very familiar.

The deck downstairs was already full of people, and there was a storyteller sitting right in front of him. At this time, he was talking eloquently, and everyone listened intently.

"Then I want to talk about the Qianlong Bay that is about to pass through. Qianlong Bay, the river in this section of the canyon is swift and dangerous, and I don't need to say it. Everyone has heard of it. You all know Qianlong Bay. How did the name come from? In that canyon, there lives Lord Shenlong. Every boatman must make sacrifices to Lord Shenlong when they pass through that section of the road."

"Do you know when this sacrifice started and why there is such a custom?"

Everyone present was fascinated and listened attentively.

"I once read an old miscellaneous talk, which recorded the origin of this custom. According to legend, hundreds of years ago, a ship passed by this place. Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and the water on the river became choppy. The whole ship was swaying, and there was a danger of capsizing at any time. There was an old Taoist priest on the ship, and his expression changed greatly."