Little Moer watched them disappear at the end and muttered, "Mother, they are so arrogant."
"Everything that goes up must come down." Bei Yutang said these four words lightly.
A tall man sitting in a room in the middle heard those four words clearly.
Everything that goes up must come down!
A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of those plain lips.
Bei Yutang looked at the sign in her hand and said, "This is the room."
The room was small, with a bed and a table in it, and simple furniture. Xiao Moer opened the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said to Bei Yutang, "Mom, the scenery from here is so beautiful."
Bei Yutang looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw layers of mountains covered with a thin veil, with the faint warm sunlight shining through, as if golden light was shining everywhere.
"It's really beautiful."
Little Moer was very curious. He looked around and laid his little body against the window.
"set sail."
A loud sound came from downstairs, and the whole ship started moving. Little Moer ran downstairs excitedly to see how the sailors started such a large ship.
After a cup of tea, Xiao Moer's curiosity gradually subsided after he understood the principle.
There were limited activities on the ship, aside from enjoying the river view. Everyone was confined to their rooms on the second floor, while the large cabin on the first floor was bustling with activity.
The men gathered in a group to play cards and gamble, while the women took care of the children and chatted.
Bei Yutang and Xiao Moer sat quietly in meditation to practice the internal skills of the Ice Palm, and time passed by unknowingly.
The days on the boat were boring. Every time the boat docked at the pier, many people got on and off, and those on the boat would get off to buy some food.
"Mom, there is someone telling a story downstairs." Little Moer was lying on the window and heard cheers coming from downstairs.
"Go downstairs and take a look."
They opened the door, and the door next door opened as well. Bei Yutang looked at the man, a very ordinary-looking young man. This was the first time Bei Yutang had seen the person next door since they boarded the ship.
The man glanced at them, nodded slightly at them, and walked downstairs.
Xiao Moer looked at the man's back, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, "Mother, that man's back looks so familiar."
Indeed, the man's back looked very familiar.
The deck downstairs was already full of people. A storyteller was sitting in the front, telling a story eloquently, and everyone was listening attentively.
"Next, I want to talk about Qianlong Bay, which we're about to pass through. Qianlong Bay, the river in this section of the canyon flows rapidly. I don't need to tell you how dangerous it is; you've all heard about it to some extent. Do you know how Qianlong Bay got its name? In that canyon lives the Lord Shenlong. All boatmen passing through that section must offer sacrifices to the Lord Shenlong."
"Do you know when this sacrifice began and why this custom came into being?"
Everyone present was fascinated and listened attentively.
"I once came across an old miscellany that recorded the origin of this custom. Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, a ship passed this place. Suddenly, lightning and thunder flashed in the sky, and the river became turbulent. The entire ship was swaying and in danger of capsizing at any moment. An old Taoist priest on board the ship calculated with his fingers, and his face changed drastically."
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