No Shake

Zuo Shaoyang glanced into the house and saw that the house was very small, with two large beds side by side. One bed was lifted up, and the other bed was covered with a brocade quilt. It seemed that there was still a person lying under the quilt. In addition, there was a floor paving in the gap between the two beds. The floor paving was very long, and it was probably the big black guy. Apart from that, there was nothing else that was eye-catching.

Zuo Shaoyang saw that it didn't look like a murder scene, so he glanced at Qing Mieko. Qing Mieko also saw the situation in the room clearly and was also very confused. This was the murder scene that was supposed to be a murderous person and robbery, so why was it so calm?

With the help of the old man, the big black man slowly sat up.

Zuo Shaoyang squatted, quickly retrieved the golden needle that jumped his crotch ring, then turned his back, quickly reinstalled it, pulled the machine spring, put it in his sleeve, bowed to the black man, "I'm sorry, we just saw blood at your door and were worried about something, so we came to see it. Since it's okay, I'll forgive me for offending!"

At this time, the big man with a half of his body was still sore and soft. This was an experience he had never seen before. He stared at Zuo Shaoyang in a daze. Seeing that he had already set the victory, he did not make any further moves. Instead, he apologized and became even more frightened.

Qing Meizi smiled happily and pointed at the big man with a big smile, saying, "I know my uncle's magic is so powerful? Hehe, don't mention you, even if you have thousands of troops, my uncle will use his magic to attract heavenly soldiers and generals, and he can still beat him up!"

The ancients believed that there was a saying of magic. Seeing that they were wearing Taoist robes and calling Zuo Shaoyang the uncle of Taizu, this young man was probably young, and he must be in his 100-year-old. He must be of advanced Taoism, so he did not look old at all. He was even more frightened when he heard that the "old Taoist" could summon heavenly soldiers and generals. He was so scared that his whole body shook. Thinking of the other party's hands and feet, he stopped himself. Such magic was really incredible. He couldn't help but climbed back a few steps in horror and leaned on the side of the ship.

The old fu helped his son and slowly climbed up on the side of the boat. She also saw that she was amazing and did not dare to treat Zuo Shaoyang. She just howled and asked the boss of the boat why they wanted to hit his son. His son's huge body, which was one head taller, seemed a little funny under such questioning.

The big black man blushed and said to the old man, "Mom! Go back!" As he said that, he didn't look at the others, lowered his head and dragged a still numb leg slowly into the room. The old man followed him in, closed the door again with a bang, and tied it up from inside.

Zuo Shaoyang bowed to the boss of the ship and others and said, "It's okay, I'm a false alarm. Sorry, everyone will go away!"

The Boss and others now knew that Zuo Shaoyang was extraordinary. He changed his attitude of ignoring the truth just now, and hurriedly bowed and praised Zuo Shaoyang for being helpful and superb magic. He went back to the cabin with admiration.

Qing Miaozi and Qing Meizi were even more excited. They hugged Zuo Shaoyang and kept asking what spell they had just cast. Zuo Shaoyang was too lazy to explain and smiled and did not answer.

This attitude adds a sense of mystery. Qing Miezi said: "The spell of the Grand Master's Uncle should be a kind of body-fixing technique. When the black man gets the spell, his hands and feet are weak, so powerful!"

Qing Meizi also said, "That's right, I haven't seen the way the Grand Master chant the mantra. I remember Master said that those with advanced magic have the Dharma from the heart and the Dharma comes from the heart, so that they can control the other party without moving their expression!"

Zuo Shaoyang stretched out: "Okay, you two have been tossing each other for so long, it's almost dawn, so it's time for us to have a good sleep! Don't wake me up tomorrow, let me sleep until I wake up naturally!"

"It must be!" The second woman sent Zuo Shaoyang and Bai Zhihan back to the house, and then she chattered and went back to their cabin to sleep.

The next day, Zuo Shaoyang woke up from sleeping before he could sleep for a long time. He was woken up by someone and heard the roar like thunder outside: "Driving the boat steady for me, don't shake it randomly. If you shake it again and again, I will throw you bird eggs into the river to feed the turtle!"

The voice should be from the big man. The answer sounded like the boss of the ship, but he spoke very lightly and was humble. He couldn't hear what he said through the door panel, but after Zuo Shaoyang practiced Taoism, he still heard it. The boss of the ship smiled and said, "Master, this boat is walking in the river, and the river water will definitely shake. Even if the boat stops, it is impossible not to shake..."

Bang!

A slap sounded, as if the boat boss was beaten, and he screamed: "You..., why did you hit someone?"

"It's still light to beat you. If you don't listen to me, I will kill you!"

At this time, the voice of Qing Miaozi came: "You are really unreasonable. There is no way you can shake when you take a boat? You are making unreasonable trouble! If you want to hit someone again, I will ask our Grand Master to argue with you!"

The big black man immediately disappeared, and he didn't even hum, and then he heard the door ringing, as if he had entered the room and closed it.

Zuo Shaoyang was a little funny. He looked at the sky outside the window and the light in the cabin was not good, and it was still a little dim. He sat up and saw that Bai Zhihan's bed was empty and the quilt had been folded. So he got out of the bed and was sitting on the edge of the bed. The door was opened. Bai Zhihan walked in: "Oh, Master, are you awake?"

"It's a big quarrel outside, I can't even sleep."

"It's that big black guy, it's really unreasonable..."

"I heard it. I want to wash my face."

"Okay, I'll get you water."

Bai Zhihan finished washing and combing her hair and leaving the cabin.

It was almost noon now, and the autumn was clear and refreshing, and it was very comfortable. Zuo Shaoyang walked to the bow of the boat, stood on the deck, and watched the big ship crossing the waves and walking forward. He remembered the classic scene of flying on the wind in the movie "Titanic", and couldn't help feeling relaxed and happy. He also learned to stretch his arms to fly with his wings.

Bai Zhihan burst out laughing behind her: "Master, do you want to fly?"

"Yes! Flying is a human dream. If I tell you that I have flew over and reached a very high sky, behind the clouds, do you believe it?"

"I believe!" The voice was Qing Meizi, and she followed her to the bow of the ship. After hearing this, she quickly interrupted: "I heard from my master that his spells are so good that he can fly with swords, and even ascend to the fairy world! The magic power of the Grand Master's uncle must have at least reached the point of flying with swords, right?"

Zuo Shaoyang was actually talking about flying in modern society. After hearing Qing Meizi's words, he smiled and said, "I can't fly with a sword, but I have really flew over the clouds. As for how to fly, it's not necessary to say."

Qing Mieko looked yearning: "Uncle Grand Master, can you tell us about the feeling of flying on the clouds? What have you seen? Have you seen the dragon running clouds and rain? Have you seen the Nantianmen?"

"Well... I really didn't see it, hehe, but I can tell you that feeling."

Qing Miaozi said, "How about I go back and get two stools. Let's sit at the bow of the boat for a while and listen to your uncle of the Grand Master."

Zuo Shaoyang nodded. Qing Miaozi ran away quickly.

Zuo Shaoyang opened his arms again: "You first learn this position, close your eyes, and feel the river wind blowing with your heart. Imagine that you are flying in the wind, and then you can feel that feeling."

Bai Zhihan and Qing Meizi both spread their arms and acted like he was flying.

Zuo Shaoyang saw Bai Zhihan's graceful figure, and his belt was floating under the river breeze, like a fairy flying in the wind. He immediately remembered the classic scene in "Titanic". When he felt warm, he wanted to walk over and hug her and feel the feeling of flying together.

At this moment, Qing Miaozi's somewhat panicked voice came from behind him: "Uncle Grand Master, it's amazing, there is blood in front of that big black man!"

Zuo Shaoyang turned around and had to put down his hand, and came over to look at her: "What's going on?"

"I just went back to get the bench and saw a slight blood mark at their door! The blood has not solidified yet, it seems that it has just dripped up!"

"Go! Go and have a look!"

Two women who pretended to be flying quickly put away their wings and followed him up the room. When they arrived at the door of the Hei Dahan, they saw the Hei Dahan squatting on the ground to wipe the blood on the deck, and there was a basin of water next to them. Seeing Zuo Shaoyang and the others coming, they hurriedly washed away the blood on the deck with a loud bang, and entered the room with a wooden basin, and closed the door with a bang.

Zuo Shaoyang and the others came to the door, looked at the light red blood on the ground slowly soaking into the gaps in the wooden boards, and lowered their heads and pondered without saying a word.

A look of concern and horror appeared on the faces of Kiyomiko and others. Zuo Shaoyang walked up, hesitated for a moment, and then gently patted the door.

The old fu's voice still came from inside: "Who?"

"Old man, I am, do you need help? I am a practitioner and a doctor. If someone is sick, I can help."

After a moment of silence inside, the old fu said, "Thank you, Master, no one is sick here. No need to help."

Zuo Shaoyang walked slowly towards the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back.

The three girls muttered a few times and followed Zuo Shaoyang to the bow of the boat. Qing Miaozi asked, "Uncle Master, are any of them sick?"

"I dare not make sure, but I saw nothing strange in the house last night, and there was no murder until today. I saw continuous bleeding. I have been three times last night, so I guess I was sick. But since they don't want us to help, there is no need to bother."

"Last night, I also saw the situation in the room. Neither the black man nor the old man were sick or bleeding. By the way, there seemed to be someone lying on the bed. Is that person sick?"
Chapter completed!