Chapter 6 March rd, Water God Festival

"Success!"

Looking at the geese flying away dejectedly, Song Lin's heart was filled with joy.

After wasting half of the duck's life, he finally figured out how to kill a duck. Although it is not the nameless knife technique of a fool, it is more suitable for him.

This is a sword technique that is naturally in harmony with his fate and is his own.

The days that followed.

Song Lin continued to practice with the fisherman Sun Er. Although his life was monotonous, it was fulfilling.

Three months passed in a circle.

The banks of the Minjiang River suddenly became lively.

March 3rd, Sanshui Festival.

It is one of the most important festivals for fishermen in the Qinghe, Heishui and Minjiang rivers.

On this day, hardworking people will offer sacrifices to their ancestors and pray to the Three Water Goddesses, who is said to be in charge of the rivers, for the health of their descendants and a good catch of fish... These simple wishes are just like the simple hearts of the fishermen.

It's just dawn.

Song Lin followed the fisherman Sun Er's footsteps and headed towards an unfamiliar place.

Shortly after.

A huge shadow came into view from afar.

The countless bluestone walls looked like a cliff that fell from the sky, blocking off half of the Minjiang River. This was actually a dam that was 200 to 300 meters high and stretched for miles!

In this era of scarce equipment, I wonder how much manpower and material resources would be needed to build such a dam.

Wait until Song Lin follows Sun Er and approaches.

He found that the dam did not seem to have been built long ago, as the traces of carving on the bluestones were clear.

"strangeness."

Song Lin was thinking: "Why would a fisherman come to a dam with yellow paper and incense instead of going to the cemetery to pay respect to his relatives?"

The silent fisherman found a piece of dry sand and lit incense, candles and paper money.

Wisps of green smoke floated into the sky.

He knelt on his knees facing the empty sand, his back revealing a hint of depression.

Woo~~woo~~
The river wind was howling, as if telling a story of sorrow from the past.

Rays of sunlight parted the clouds and mist, shining on the embankment hundreds of meters high. The sandbar shrouded in the shadow of the embankment looked like a dark abyss.

Figures were walking towards us from afar, holding incense, candles and paper money in their hands.

March 3rd, Sanshui Festival.

They also came to pay tribute to their relatives...

suddenly.

Sun Er, who was kneeling in the sand, stood up and looked up at the top of the dam, which was taller than the mountain.

In the palm of his hand, he held a shining fish knife without knowing when.

at the same time.

There was a figure on the towering embankment.

The figure was wearing a luxurious purple robe and stood with his hands behind his back, like a lone goose soaring in the sky, looking down at the world indifferently.

【March 3, Water God Festival.】

[For ten years, I have been practicing swordsmanship day after day. Finally, I met the person I had been waiting for on the green willow embankment.]

[The first disaster of a foolish man - killing himself]

Time suddenly stopped.

The huge dam, the sandbar in the shadow, the rushing water of the Minjiang River... seem to have turned into a huge painting.

As the field of vision expands infinitely.

Song Lin saw the middle-aged man in purple robe standing proudly on the embankment.

I also saw the tiny figure of the fisherman Sun Er, standing alone on the sandbar, like an ant.

I also saw pieces of dry bones exposed in the endless yellow sand.

The sandbar seemed like a graveyard containing countless dead bones, surrounding a dam that was several miles long.

"Kekeke~~~"

A loud crowing of a rooster brought Song Lin back to consciousness.

"Why am I back?" He turned around and found himself back in the cottage by the river.

The memories of more than three years began to flash back in my mind, including my interactions with the fisherman Sun Er, my cultivation of the Wave Wrapping Technique to the highest level, my practice of the Hundred Qis of Gluttony, and my understanding of the mysterious state of mind when I killed a duck with one knife...

This time, everything was very clear.

[You reverse the yin and yang and turn the world upside down. You accompany a foolish man in the form of a water duck and follow him on a difficult road of revenge. Comment: I have spent half my life watching birds and have achieved some success.]

[You have passed the current 'Robbery Chapter', and your progress will be retained. ]

[Obtain a destiny--Bighead Carp's Nest (blazing white)]

Pieces of information merged into my mind.

Song Lin suddenly looked enlightened.

"It turns out that as long as you accompany me to Green Willow Bank to pay respect to our relatives on March 3rd, you will be considered to have passed this 'level'."

"And next, he will meet his destined enemy and face a fatal disaster."

According to the information from the reincarnation disk, the next time he enters the fool's previous life, the story will begin from the "scene" of Green Willow Bank.

Because of this, all previous experiences became established facts and appeared in the mind as real memories.

Next.

If the fool fails in his revenge, his life will naturally come to an end.

If successful, the five destinies will merge into one and integrate into Song Lin's fate, thus changing his destiny.

“Is that figure on the willow embankment the goal and regret of this fool’s life?”

"After passing the tribulation chapter, the progress was retained, which is reasonable. Even if I fail in the next fatal tribulation, I will still retain some memories. The Gluttonous Record and the Duck Killing with One Knife are extremely precious memories." Song Lin thought.

Then.

What is the so-called destiny?

As he thought about it, a ray of white light on the foolish husband's fate turned into light smoke and brushed over the son-in-law's fate.

A mysterious feeling came to his mind, and Song Lin suddenly understood.

He only needs to wait for a few days, and the miracle of the silver carp's nest will come to him.

Knock knock knock~~
There was a loud crowing of a rooster outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Song Lin suddenly turned his head.

Knock knock knock~~
There was a slow knock on the door, but no response.

"Crunch~~"

Song Lin opened the door and saw a young man in gorgeous clothes standing upright in front of the door.

"Xu Hailong."

Song Lin frowned and his expression became gloomy.

"Brother Lin, long time no see."

The young man in fancy clothes had a bright smile and looked eager.

"What are you here for?"

Song Lin was blocking the door, with no intention of inviting anyone in.

"I just got back from sailing last night, and before I could get home I heard that you were kicked out of the house. I came here specially to see how you have been these days."

Xu Hailong said this with concern and looked around the house.

There was a barely perceptible curl at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that you are not having a good time!"

Song Lin said nothing.

The coarse clothes formed a sharp contrast with Xu Hailong, who was dressed in wealth.

Xu Hailong is the eldest son of the sixth branch of the Xu family. He has been gifted since childhood. At the age of fifteen, he began to follow his father Xu Yunfeng to manage gang affairs. Now he is the leader of the Giant Whale Gang.

Compared to his arrogant and unreasonable younger brother, this guy likes to act like a brother in front of Song Lin.

The two brothers are known as the Twin Heroes of the Sixth House, one with amazing martial arts skills, the other cunning and vicious.

As for what their purpose was, Song Lin knew it very well.

"Alas, your temper is still the same... stubborn and stubborn." Xu Hailong shook his head and sighed, and advised earnestly: "Brother Lin, why don't you listen to my advice and surrender to your family as soon as possible... and take out the things your mother left behind."

"This is also for your own good."

"Then I can help you persuade your uncle to take you back to enjoy wealth and prosperity."

He spoke sincerely, showing the perfect image of an elder brother who cares for his younger brother.

Song Lin looked at this face and only felt disgusted.

"Is it?"

His expression remained unchanged as he said calmly: "Thank you, Master Xu, for your kindness. I am here and I am living a good life now."

"Ok?"

Xu Hailong's expression changed slightly.

Looking into Song Lin's eyes, he said earnestly, "Brother Lin, you really should change your temper. I know that you, like your father, don't like to practice, but like to write and talk about the character of a scholar."

"But can you really endure such a hard life?"

"I'll say it one last time. My mother never left me anything." Song Lin looked past Xu Hailong without even looking at him. "As for whether I can bear it or not, it has nothing to do with Altar Master Xu."

"I, Song Lin, am no longer a member of the Xu family."

"Why do you have to do this? Why do you have to do this?"

Xu Hailong shook his head and sighed, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"One month."

He raised a finger and said solemnly: "I am going to Cangzhou and will be back to take over Huangluan in a month. I hope that by then... you can understand how good the Xu family is to you."

Say it.

He turned and left.

woohoo-

Figures suddenly jumped out from all directions, following closely behind Xu Hailong. Powerful auras turned into invisible pressure, covering Song Lin.

Song Lin took three steps back and stood in the shadow behind the door.

Looking at the figures going away, he silently tightened the fish-butchering knife at his waist.

Some people in the Xu family have been eyeing him covetously, believing that Xu Shenglan, who once rose rapidly and dominated the three rivers, must have left him something precious.

Even though Song Lin had given up everything and left the Giant Whale Gang, they had no intention of letting him go.

They forced Song Chengfeng for a year until he died on his sickbed.

Now, it's Song Lin's turn.

Expelling him from home for a month was just a means to force him to compromise.

There was silence for a long time.

Song Lin took out a scroll from a pile of debris.

Slowly unfolding, a picture of "Heroine Canglong" appeared before his eyes.

The overall picture is dark in tone, with a blue sky, a ruined palace, and three intersecting rivers in the background... In the sky, a dark dragon swoops down, and the woman on the embankment holds the weapon at her waist and holds the mountain-like dragon head with one hand.

It's like catching a dragon with one hand, or gently comforting it.

This painting was left to Song Lin by Song Chengfeng before his death.

Xu Shenglan did not leave him anything, but Song Chengfeng did.

So he wasn't lying.

Those people would never have thought that among the items Song Lin took away from the Giant Whale Gang, there were actually things that Song Chengfeng specifically gave him, mixed in with a group of ordinary objects.

Because this is indeed an ordinary painting.

It is so ordinary that Song Lin has not discovered what secrets are hidden in this painting.

Song Chengfeng's death was very strange. He had been paralyzed and unable to speak for a year before his death.

He speculated that the woman in the painting might be his mother, Xu Shenglan.

That extraordinary woman who was described by others as having a perverse temperament and powerful martial arts, like an orchid blooming over three rivers, dominating the contemporary world.

(End of this chapter)