Qi Li never thought that the strange birds that King Sheng fed were really what the waiter learned from the storyteller after he had been worried about for a few days.

However, the storyteller and the old man named Gao were asking...

Inquiry? Did he learn from somewhere and seek confirmation?

Through the waiter's direction, Qi Li found the place where the old man surnamed Gao lived with him with doubt.

However, after asking, I learned that the old man named Gao had just left the house.

"Where did he go?"

"Old man Gao said he was going to Baize Lake."

Baize Lake?

Qi Li knew Baize Lake, which is a lake south of this Jucheng, connected to Ju River.

It is neither big nor small, and it is named after the water falls into shallow dew during the dry season, forming a hundred mars.

The place where he and his five men went yesterday was not far from Baize Lake.

After a brief moment of hesitation, he did not return to the inn and wait for the other brothers who were investigating elsewhere to return, and moved directly towards Baize Lake.

With a goal, Qi Li moved very quickly.

He did not stop at all along the way, and used Taoist light body techniques to support himself and rushed to Baize Lake.

But he did not notice that crows were staring at him on the side of the roadside among the trees.

......

At the same time, on the edge of Baize Lake.

Yao Yan, who was possessed by the old man, turned his head and looked back.

Although Old Man Gao has no name or a wild cultivator, he is not an ordinary person.

At least, he knows a lot of unofficial history.

For example, this lake.

In Old Man Gao's memory, this lake became famous very early, and it may even have been named Bai Ze in the early days of the founding of Dasheng.

Moreover, in the unofficial history that Old Man Gao knows, there is Hujun in this Baize Lake.

Old man Gao knew about the children of hundreds of families, namely wild cultivators, demons, etc., but what he knew was relatively superficial.

Moreover, it is not certain whether it is true or false.

After all, most of them are unofficial history, and even some things that seem to be completely novels and dramas in his opinion are believed to be true by Old Man Gao.

The reason why Yao Yan came to Baize Lake was to be the "Hujun" in the unofficial historical storytelling.

The matter of "Hu Jun" is something that Old Man Gao, as a storyteller, would come up with it from time to time.

According to the unofficial history as Old Man Gao knows, this Hu Jun is a dragon king, and there is a saying that "Bai Ze Dragon King".

While thinking, Yao Yan walked along the lake.

There is no people on this Baize Lake except for occasionally seeing a fishing boat in the direction of the entrance to the Ju River in the distance.

However, as he walked, he saw a wooden sign stuck by the lake. The sign had rotten and even had moss.

There are several large characters written on it in Sheng's style that resembles seal script:

"Baizedu"

This is the ferry?

He looked at the opposite side of the lake from this place, then looked around, but he found no traces of the ferry, and there were no ships staying by the lake.

After a brief search, he found a small cottage among the sparse forests by the lake.

There were several piles of chopped wood piles near the hut. An old man was sitting on a stump chair next to the wood, rubbing the things on the small table next to him that looked like wine pots.

Yao Yan walked over and shouted as he walked:

"Old brother, is there any boatman in Baize Ferry?"

The old man turned around, not sure whether he was surprised by someone coming nearby or by "Baizedu".

His eyes were slightly cloudy and stared at Yao Yan for a moment:

"Ah, Baize Ferry, Baize Ferry, there is no boatman anymore. Thirty, no, there was no boatman fifty years ago."

The old man seemed to have forgotten things and couldn't remember how long it had passed.

Yao Yan did not get entangled for how long, but walked to another stump on the small table and sat down:

"Do you know where there are boats nearby? I want to cross the lake."

He smiled and continued in an old man's tone:

"I can't get around my legs."

"It's impossible to get around..."

The old man who seemed to have some ears muttered:

"...Yes, I can't get around it anymore. No one can get around Baize Ferry, and no one can get around Baize Ferry. It's not okay to get around it."

"Why did the old brother say that?"

Thinking about Bai Ze Longjun, Yao Yan continued to ask:

"Is it related to Hujun?"

That is when he mentioned "Hu Jun", the old man's somewhat turbid eyes seemed to lit up slightly, a little clearer, but soon fell back:

"Hu Jun is not here, no one."

"Why do you say that Hu Jun is not here?"

Yao Yan asked patiently.

The old man, who looked much older than Old Man Gao, trembled and stretched out his hand and touched the wine pot on the table.

Yao Yan could notice that his almost skinny and bony palms had thick bones as big as bamboo, especially at the tiger's mouth, and obviously he had been engaging in any tool for many years.

Then, his eyes turned around near the hut. In addition to the firewood that had been chopped, which should be used to burn fire, there were also some wooden boards that were obviously not burning firewood.

It was scattered and seemed to be able to form a small boat.

Like... a sampan?

However, some of these wooden boards are almost completely decayed, while others look brand new, and seem to have a long time interval of cutting.

After taking a look at the direction of Baize Lake, Yao Yan seemed to understand something and asked directly:

"Did the old brother be the boatman of this Baize Ferry before?"

Hearing Yao Yan's question, the old man slowly raised his head. The somewhat turbid eyes and expressions combined with his expression showed a little confusion. After a moment, he seemed to remember something:

"Ah, yes, I'm a boatman, twenty years ago, no, forty years ago, ferrying at the ferry."

The inconsistent statements before and after, and the reaction that was slowed down by a few beats, all show that the old man seemed to be a little dementia.

Unfortunately, although it is a clue, it is not very clear.

It might be faster than continuing to talk to the old man.

Thinking of this, he stood up, left the table, and said casually:

"Forget it, brother, I'll leave first."

"Oh, OK."

The old man with turbid eyes responded blankly, fiddling with the empty wine bottle on the table:

"Have you gone, I'll get you some good wine next time."

This sudden sentence made Yao Yan stop. When he looked back, the old man's eyes were blurred and turbid.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Yao Yan did not return, but left the vicinity of the hut and returned to the edge of Baize Lake.

Looking at the calm Baize Lake, his eyes paused slightly:

"It seems that what has indeed happened in this Baize Lake."

He seemed to have come right and gained unexpected results.

So......

He thought for a moment, then waved his right hand, and a white crow with sheep's horns flew out of his hand, flew towards the center of the lake against the water.

No results.

Yao Yan caught a few more white crows and flew along the water in different directions.

Soon, he saw what he wanted to see.

At the upper left of the lake center, almost to the other side of the lake, a white crow flew past, and a huge mouth suddenly rose from the bottom, as if to bite the white crow and pull it into the water.

Seeing this scene, he fucked the white crow and quickly rose up, a smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!