Chapter 631 What will happen if the Bodhisattva gets angry?
The anxious voices of the boatmen rang in my ears: "Hurry up, hurry up!"
As if listening to what they said.
Zhu Feng held her hands even tighter. The wind from the river was fierce, and the splashing water hit their faces. Soon, even their hair became wet.
Nan Yan was almost blown back by the wind.
But behind him was Zhu Feng's solid chest.
It seemed like he was protecting her in this way, allowing her to face the biting wind without actually getting hurt.
Nan Yan slowly felt relieved in his chest.
She raised her head, facing the wind, and looked ahead.
Soon, with everyone's efforts, their boat finally sailed away from the whirlpool in the middle of the river, slowly turned around, and entered the river channel.
The magnificent mountains and rivers on both sides gradually turned into beautiful mountains and rivers.
The scenery of this river is different from before.
The banks are covered with colorful flowers and shaded by green trees. The river water is also very clear. You can clearly see the lush aquatic plants near the riverbank, and you can even see some fish jumping out of the water with joy.
Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Ran Xiaoyu suddenly heard angrily: "Why are you holding me?"
Looking back, she found that Ye Zheng had grabbed her arm in panic, but Ran Xiaoyu swung it away.
Ye Zheng himself felt a little embarrassed and said sheepishly, "I made a mistake."
"snort!"
Nan Yan couldn't help but smile.
When he looked back, he found that his hand was still tightly held by Zhu Feng and pressed against the fence.
She hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Your Majesty."
A voice behind me: "Hmm?"
"It's okay."
"Um?"
"It's alright, it's alright."
“……!”
He seemed to come to his senses suddenly and quickly let go of Nan Yan's hand. Nan Yan's face was a little red in the sunset, and she looked back at him.
But he turned his head, and the tips of his ears seemed to be reddened by the sunset light.
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In the following time, the ship sailed much faster.
But because the river was not turbulent, the voyage was very smooth and Zhu Feng's seasickness almost disappeared.
In a blink of an eye, several days passed.
This morning, as usual, after getting up and washing up, everyone went to the deck to exercise.
The sun is shining.
Even a little hot.
However, they saw a strange sight.
When they were sailing a few days ago, most of the shore was wilderness and there were few people, but today, they could see some human figures appearing on both sides of the river.
It's like releasing river lanterns into the river and praying.
Although it was daytime, the beautiful river lanterns dotted on the river surface were still very pleasing to the eye.
Nan Yan was holding onto the railing and watching when she noticed that on the other side of the deck, some boatmen were placing incense and candles on an altar and were also kneeling and praying.
She walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"
When the boatmen saw her, they were too cautious to speak and could only smile.
Only a young boatman had the courage to say to her with a smile: "Your Highness, we are here to celebrate your birthday."
"Happy birthday? Whose birthday?"
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva."
"Avalokitesvara?"
Nan Yan looked at him in surprise. The young boatman smiled and said, "Today, June 19th, is the birthday of Guanyin Bodhisattva."
“…”
"My grandfather said that every time this day comes, we must burn incense to the Buddha and ask him to bless us with a safe voyage."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Okay."
She walked forward, took three incense sticks, kowtowed, and then inserted them into the incense burner.
Then he looked up at the weather and said, "It's a beautiful day today. The Buddha will surely bless us."
The young boatman smiled and nodded.
At this time, a worried voice came from the side, saying: "If the Bodhisattva is willing to bless us, it's fine. I'm just worried that the Bodhisattva will be angry today."
Nan Yan turned around and saw that it was an older boatman.
His hair and beard have turned white.
Nan Yan said, "Old man, what will happen if the Bodhisattva gets angry?"
The old boatman looked at her and was silent for a long time. His expression became nervous and even his gray beard trembled slightly.
It seemed like I remembered something horrible.
He said softly, "There will be, Guanyin Bao."
"Guanyin violence?"
Nan Yan frowned.
Before she could say anything, the boatmen beside her laughed and said, "Old Ma, you're talking nonsense again."
"That's right, don't deceive the Imperial Concubine."
"What do you mean by Guanyin violence? Who has seen it in all these years?"
"I'm afraid you made it up."
The old horse looked at them and said solemnly, "If you don't believe me, forget it. But I want to tell you, if you didn't encounter it, you were lucky. If you really did encounter it—"
When he said this, he trembled himself.
Turned around and left.
Nan Yan looked at his back and frowned slightly.
The boat was sailing very fast and time passed as quickly as the river. In a blink of an eye, it was afternoon.
The weather was sunny, but it gradually got dark.
There are some dark clouds gathering overhead.
Zhu Feng also arrived on the deck.
He held the railing with both hands and looked ahead intently. In the somewhat gloomy sky, the mist made it difficult to see the scenery ahead.
Nan Yan stood beside him and said softly, "Your Majesty, in front is—"
Zhu Feng said solemnly, "Xingluo Lake."
As he spoke in a low voice, the ship slowly sailed into the fog.
Unexpectedly, the fog was so thick and widespread that as soon as their ship entered the fog, they could hardly see anything. Even the people who were close to them on the deck became blurred.
Nan Yan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
At this moment, a hand next to him grabbed him tightly.
It’s Zhu Feng.
She subconsciously grabbed his hand and walked to his side: "Your Majesty!"
"Ahead is Xingluo Lake. We are entering this area of water."
"Why is it so foggy here?"
“It’s always been like this.”
"Always?"
Nan Yan listened, her brows slightly furrowed. "Has the emperor been here before?"
Zhu Feng remained silent and shook his head: "No."
"Then how do you know?"
“…”
He didn't speak.
Nan Yan subconsciously looked up at him, but saw that his lips were tightly pursed on his stern face, as if he wanted to seal something in his heart.
But she came to her senses immediately.
Zhu Feng knew the location of Xingluo Lake and the general situation there. He even knew that there was heavy fog all year round when entering this area of water.
He should know about this place.
At least, that's what he was told.
Who is it?
Nan Yan frowned and was thinking when she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing towards her.
Soon, the surrounding fog was blown by the wind and hurriedly passed by.
Nan Yan murmured, "The wind is coming."
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