Chapter 574: Leisure and Expectation

What kind of person is Wu Pifu, what is his essence, what is his personality, what does he want, why does he do this?

Huang Rong naturally didn't know many of these terms, but she had actually been doing this all along. At first, it was for self-protection, and also to know why she suddenly appeared in another world. Later, she gradually became curious and interested in Wu Pifu. Up to now, she urgently wanted to know these things.

She had a very strong premonition that if she couldn't know these things, then in at most ten days, she would be separated from this strange man forever, and she would never have any involvement with him again in this life!

She... didn't want to!

The next itinerary for the two was all the way south, from outside the pass to the territory of the Jin Kingdom, from the Jin Kingdom to the Southern Song Dynasty, and then out to sea to Peach Blossom Island. If they walked slowly, they could walk for a year. But Wu Pifu naturally couldn't stay in this world for a long time. According to Huang Rong's estimation, one month, one month would be the limit of Wu Pifu's tolerance.

Huang Rong knew that this month would be the last chance for her to persuade Wu Pifu to change his mind, or at least know what Wu Pifu was thinking.

The two walked all the way south from outside the pass, and didn't enter the Central Capital, but walked along the official road.

Wu Pifu didn't show any anxiety, and Huang Rong was even less urgent. She dragged Wu Pifu to visit mountains and water along the way. In just two days, they visited many scenic spots near the Central Capital of the Jin Kingdom. Anyway, Wu Pifu didn't lack money, and Huang Rong was a rich girl who had been pampered since childhood, so naturally, they ate, drank, and lived well along the way.

This world belongs to a lost world, but it is very different from other lost worlds. Wu Pifu couldn't say exactly what was different. However, after he came to this world, he felt that this world seemed to have no connection with other dream worlds and belonged to some independent system, so naturally there would be no pollution, nightmares, etc., and he couldn't even establish a shelter in this world.

For him, this was an absolutely safe place, without worrying about any external threats at all.

So even if it was only two days, Wu Pifu's mood relaxed.

Next, he would experience the most dangerous, most desperate, and most difficult battle since he woke up from the dream world system. This battle was very likely to be a one-way trip. Although he was determined, being able to enjoy a quiet life again before this battle was also a comfort to him.

Sitting on a small boat, Huang Rong held the pole, singing a small Jiangnan song while driving the small boat into the depths of the reeds. From time to time, egrets flew out, and there were bird calls in the distance. Wu Pifu looked at all this in the boat, and his mind was calm and peaceful.

Huang Rong drove the boat to the center of the lake. In the distance, she could see a golden high platform, which was the famous Dajue Temple near the Central Capital. Although it was almost dusk, looking from this lake, she could still see many figures and carriages, almost all of them were dignitaries of the Jin Kingdom.

However, this world is not the Song Dynasty dream world. According to the timeline of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the Jin Kingdom at this time point had long been completely Sinicized, and they were almost about to be destroyed by the Mongols. It was the end of the Jin Dynasty, but it was also the most extravagant and indulgent time.

Wu Pifu didn't think about these things, just calm in the scenery and tranquility in front of him. Huang Rong giggled and didn't disturb him. She entered the cabin, stretched out her plain hands, set up a set of purple clay tea sets, and began to make tea for Wu Pifu, rolling up her sleeves.

On the small stove, a pot of clear water slowly boiled. Huang Rong first rinsed the tea set with boiling water, poured out the first bubble of tea, and then carefully made the second bubble of tea leaves.

This tea leaf was clearly top-grade. After brewing, the tea color was golden, and a rich tea fragrance spread out, but it turned into a faint taste when it entered the nose. Coupled with the color of the purple clay, and the plain white hands holding the teapot and tea set, even Wu Pifu, a reckless man, felt as if he was a little drunk.

When Huang Rong handed over a cup of tea, Wu Pifu took it and smelled it. The tea fragrance was pungent. He didn't care about the boiling tea water and drank it in one gulp. After being stunned for a few seconds, he exclaimed: "Finally know what my old man said back then."

Huang Rong took the teacup from Wu Pifu's hand and poured him another cup, then asked curiously: "What did your father say?"

Wu Pifu said directly: "My old man said that he drank a cup of tea made by my mother back then, and he knew that he had to marry this woman."

Huang Rong's hand trembled, and she almost dropped the teacup. Her face flushed, and she lowered her head and whispered: "What nonsense is Brother Pifu talking about..."

Wu Pifu shook his head slightly, walked to the bow of the boat, and said to Huang Rong: "How about Rong'er cooking a delicious fish for me tonight?"

Huang Rong's face was still red, but she said happily: "Okay, but Brother Pifu has a big appetite, so we need to catch a big fish."

"This is simple."

Wu Pifu reached out, but before he could move, several rude voices came from the shore: "Hey, you man, bring the boat over!"

Wu Pifu looked over and saw a dozen gray-clothed people shouting on the lake shore. There were two small wooden boats being fiddled with by them. Some gray-clothed people also carried ropes and iron hooks on their backs. The leader held two water-splitting thorns and wore pitch-black clothes similar to a cassock. Behind him, four people wore green tight clothes, holding knives, guns, whips, and axes respectively.

As they shouted and yelled, Huang Rong also walked out of the boat, and some of the dozen gray-clothed people immediately shouted.

"It's this woman, she took out a gold ingot!"

"So beautiful..."

"Grab her back, it's good to be the wife of the village leader..."

"Come over, come over! Otherwise, Grandpa will drown you directly!"

A dozen people shouted with dirty words. Wu Pifu looked at them, and Huang Rong was full of anger, but immediately reached out and grabbed Wu Pifu: "Brother Pifu, don't do it, this is the world where my home is..."

Wu Pifu exhaled and took his eyes back from the group of people. However, he could still hear them shouting. The leader was cautious, just whispering to the four green-clothed people beside him: "What a big strong man... Fortunately, it's on the water. Otherwise, if it were on land, you guys might not be his opponent!"

While speaking, one person jumped onto a boat, took the bamboo pole from a gray-clothed person, and picked it hard toward the shore. The small boat flew toward the small boat where Wu Pifu and Huang Rong were.

Wu Pifu didn't care, just reached out, about a meter or more above the lake water, and then he pulled his palm upward. Suddenly, a water tornado formed out of thin air. There was no wind or rain, but the water tornado rose from the lake surface to a height of tens of meters in the air, and then a white-gold long fish nearly a meter long was held in Wu Pifu's hand.

Immediately after, the water tornado fell from the sky, making the center of the lake full of water droplets and waves. However, these water droplets and waves could not invade the small boat at all, let alone get close to Wu Pifu. When they were five meters away from him, they vanished into smoke, as if an invisible cover was covering the entire small wooden boat.

Snap!

The black-clothed cassock man who was rushing at high speed suddenly supported the bamboo pole in the opposite direction. Because the force was too strong and the movement was too urgent, the whole bamboo pole broke violently, turning into countless bamboo sticks in his hand, and even these bamboo sticks pierced into his palms and arms, and both arms were bloody.

However, this black-clothed cassock man didn't even dare to look at it. The next second, he actually threw himself into the lake, and the direction was the lake shore far away from Wu Pifu's small wooden boat.

Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn...

If this black-clothed cassock man wanted to express his shock and incredulity, he could shout ten thousand "damn" words in one second.

What did he see?

Raising his hand and directly forming a water tornado!?

Water splashed, waves rolled, and it couldn't get within five meters of that wooden boat!?

If it were an ordinary person, he might just feel curious, but he himself was a practitioner, and he was an expert who lived on the water. How could he not know how terrifying and amazing all this

Is this even human!?

This damn thing is a god descending to earth!

Just that water tornado from a moment ago—even if a ten-thousand-catty sea vessel were hit head-on, the entire ship would sink immediately. And this was something a single person conjured up casually!?

I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead...

Every action of the man in the black cassock was pure survival instinct. In his consciousness, he was screaming frantically that he was dead. Yet, until he swam back to the shore, none of the anticipated attacks arrived. The big man on the boat simply watched him silently, as did his stunned subordinates and four disciples on the shore.

The face of the man in the black cassock turned blue and red. Ignoring the fact that his subordinates and disciples were watching on the spot, he knelt down with a thud before the big man. At the same time, he slammed his forehead against the ground three times and said, "Mortal Sha Tongtian thanks the Immortal for the grace of sparing my life. Whatever the Immortal commands, Sha Tongtian will surely exhaust his life to fulfill it!"

Wu Pifu was silent for a few seconds. In his memory, he recalled who Sha Tongtian was. He had not expected to actually cross paths with a character from The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

He shook his head and said, "I didn't kill you because my companion doesn't want to see blood here... Since you've said that, I will give one command: from this day forward, you are not to kill commoners again. As for martial arts figures, wealthy merchants, or high-ranking officials, they are not included in this. Go now."

Sha Tongtian opened his mouth but dared not say a word. He simply kowtowed nine more times, knocking his forehead until it was covered in blood. Ignoring his terrified and stunned subordinates, he turned and ran toward the main road on the shore.

Wu Pifu watched that group of gray-clad men and the four green-clad men flee in a panic. He shook his head and suddenly said in a clear voice, "Old man, do you want to eat some fine food?"

After the words fell, Huang Rong looked toward the shore in confusion, but she saw no one. Just as she was about to ask, a voice came clearly from the woods by the shore, from far away.

"What astonishing skill, what terrifying internal energy, what fearsome control... Was that move just now the legendary Dragon-Capturing Skill?"

Amidst the voice, an old beggar darted out from the woods, his movements agile, like a snake and a dragon.

Huang Rong hurriedly looked over carefully. After just a few glances, she immediately fixed her gaze on the emerald green bamboo staff at the old beggar's waist and the fact that he only had nine fingers on his hands. Her heart stirred, and she immediately smiled, saying, "Old man, please board the boat. In a moment, I will surely let you eat this delicacy of the human world."

Having said that, Huang Rong picked up the white-gold fish and walked into the cabin.

Wu Pifu and the old beggar were both stunned. The old beggar hesitated for several seconds, his eyes darting around, and finally, he actually stepped across the water toward the small boat.

Wu Pifu was left completely and utterly speechless...

Could it be that little Huang Rong was going to reenact the old story from The Legend of the Condor Heroes of trading food for martial arts?

However...

Wu Pifu ignored the old beggar stepping across the water and simply looked toward the golden sunset...

If he could resurrect his partners, relatives, and the little mute woman in the future, then bringing them to this world to live a quiet life would also be a beautiful thing...

It is a pity that, this time, he likely would not be able to return.