C8 Tiehengjiang

The people that Shen Dexu called over were also stunned by the sudden turn of events, and all of them no longer had their calm and composed demeanor from before. The old Water Ghost walked to Shen Dexu and said, "You can't touch that thing!"

Shen Dexu said: "What did you see?"

"It's not something we can touch. You should understand what it is."

The big boss of the corpse salvage workers woke up and looked at the corpses on the river. He muttered a few words and the corpses sank into the water, no longer floating on the surface of the river. However, the whirlpool on the river suddenly became much larger, and the rollers and sand ships were no longer able to maintain their positions as they began to tilt violently.

"There's going to be thunder," a young man who had been silent and doing nothing reminded Shen Dexu. "There's still the heavy rain, and the reverse wind will reach level 5."

After he finished speaking, thunder rumbled in the sky.

Shen Dexu thought for a long time before asking the young man: "Is there anyone on the Yangtze River who can cure the water?"

"It's all changed," the young man said.

Shen Dexu said, "There's one more person."

The young man said: "Mr Zhao has already been dead for a few years."

"He has an apprentice." Shen Dexu said, "I have heard of it."

"It's been a long time."

"Find him," Shen Dexu said. "I heard he came back from Beijing."

"I can't get Yangzi to hug you all," Only now did the people from the Changhang Department realise that out of all the people that Shen Dexu had invited, this young man had the highest status among all the people that Shen Dexu had talked to.

"I want to invite him myself," Shen Dexu said, "but I can't leave."

The young water healer said, "Then I'll go. His master owes me a favor."

Shen Dexu looked at the young man gratefully. He knew that magicians owed each other a favor. Moreover, with Yang Zi's status and ability.

Shen Dexu was actually very familiar with Huai Yangzi, but with his identity, he couldn't possibly invite Yang Zizi into his arms.

Because Huaiyang Zi was once the head of a secret religious institute in Beijing, on par with him. His origin Yichang was a place with high skills, but he didn't know why he had resigned from this position and returned to the Yichang to live in seclusion.

He was a Taoist, and there were very few Taoists in the country who could bring a "son" after being recognized by the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education. They were all true practitioners of the Dao.

Hugging Yang Zi's common name was Wang, and his name was Wang Kunpeng. He was the most famous Warlock in the west Sichuan area of Hubei. Compared to his master Zhao Yier, he was even more famous.

Shen Dexu thought for a while, then said to the young man who treated the water: "I met Wang Kunpeng once in Beijing, but he has now given up his position, so I will write him a note." After saying that, he wrote a note. It was different from the previous order; he wrote it for a long time.

One of the crew members of the Longevity Bureau knew about Wang Kunpeng's power, and asked the young man in charge of the water curiously, "You say that your old man had given Wang Kunpeng a favor as his master. Would Wang Kunpeng recognize this debt?"

"I will." The young man who treated water said, "Definitely. He is just like his master, both of them are rich people who can live up to their promises. Moreover, both of them don't want to owe others a favor."

"I have also heard of his master, Zhao Yier," the sailor said. "Back then, his Yichang was pretty strong, but he had a bad temper. With how capable he is, how could your old man have the opportunity to help him?"

"Zhao Yier was powerful back then, but he was very poor," the young man who treated water said, "For a while, he didn't have the money to eat, and he was also sick and had hepatitis. My old man couldn't stand it, so he took Zhao Yier in. At that time, my family was still alright, but I didn't need to worry about food or drinks. Zhao Yier did not hold back, he slept on my old man's boat everyday, my father had some skills too, he scooped up dozens of chrysanthemum fish and gave him a stew. Actually, Zhao Yier could cure his own illnesses but he didn't have the money to buy Chrysanthemum Fish to serve as a medicinal catalyst. You know how expensive Inulin Fish is, ten years ago, it was more than a hundred dollars a catty. After Zhao Yier recovered from his illness, he left. Before he left, he told my old man that he thought I would never owe you anything in this life.

"You actually believe such a sentence?" The sailor asked, "Then what if Zhao Yier forgot to tell his disciple?"

The young man said, "All of us who eat must show our face. If you say so, you must make good on it. If I were to say that I have it, Wang Kunpeng would definitely believe it. "

While they were talking, Shen Dexu finished writing the invitation and passed it to the young man. The young man took the letter and went into the water. He didn't even ask for the boat. It seemed like his ancestors had been on the Yangtze River for generations, and they had been able to swim well. Time was of the essence, so he decided not to board the boat and go ashore.

After the young man left, the Yangtze River quieted down and the whirlpool disappeared. However, the wind started to blow on the surface of the river. Shen Dexu kept looking at the water surface, as if he wanted to see through the river and see that metal plate on the river bottom.

Three hours later, dawn came and the sun rose. A charging boat was approaching from the river bank, which had already been sealed off. Shen Dexu immediately walked to the side of the ship to wait for someone to board the ship. The helper he called over also stood behind him respectfully, wanting to see what exactly the most important person in western Hubei looked like.

Instead, the young man came up with a young man of about thirty, of medium height, wearing a business jacket and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his face pitted with acne scars. It was hard to tell what the demeanor of a master was.

Everyone was wondering if the person who came was Wang Kunpeng, when Shen Dexu suddenly bowed to this young man, and the young man returned the salute.

It looked like it really was Wang Kunpeng. Everyone looked at Wang Kunpeng in curiosity. They never thought that the once glorious and reclusive Warlock would actually be this young and dressed like a businessman.

However, all the doubts disappeared less than a minute after Wang Kunpeng boarded the ship. Wang Kunpeng greeted Shen Dexu and nodded to the others. Then, he immediately walked to the side of the boat and looked at the river.

After looking for a while, he said, "The wind will stop soon. If it stops, there will be fog." Then he just stood there, thinking about something.

Sure enough, a moment later, morning mist rose from the surface of the river. There was no visibility at all. The salvage work was more difficult. Shen Dexu was a little anxious as he walked in front of Wang Kunpeng and asked: "What exactly is that metal board?"

Wang Kunpeng looked at it for a long time before sighing and saying, "My opinion is to stop the fishing, my ability is to let everyone leave alive, and that is all I can do."

Everyone present had lived their entire lives on the Yangtze River, but they didn't understand what Wang Kunpeng was saying at all. However, they only looked at him seriously, not fawning on him.

After drinking another catty of wine, he was already a little drunk, so he loudly asked Wang Kunpeng, "If you say no, then no, since so many people have come, we will return empty-handed."

Wang Kunpeng said: "Hurry up and take off your clothes, there's still time."

Water Ghost asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Dexu knew that Wang Kunpeng was definitely not lying, so he went and took off Water Ghost's shirt. Only when he took it off did he see the densely packed fishing hooks hanging on the skin of Water Ghost's back.

When everyone saw it, they knew that something happened to Water Ghost underwater, but they didn't know it themselves. He was an old Water Ghost and was able to immediately react to any abnormal underwater situation. However, she was not aware of the hundreds of fishing hooks being placed on his body.

"I will still say that," Wang Kunpeng said. "I can only guarantee that everyone at the scene will leave safely."

Shen Dexu was still hesitating, when the old boatman suddenly shouted, "Jiangyu 4 was also on the ship back then, and it was so foggy that day!"

After saying this, everyone on the boat suddenly realized that the visibility on the river surface no longer exceeded three meters. Even in normal times, the passage was forbidden, let alone in this environment. But the situation now was that all communications equipment was out of order and phones were out of order. Even if they tried to rescue him, they would not be able to find the right direction.

Everyone could already feel the ship's body tilt as it began to move in circles.

"What a pity." Shen Dexu said, "Such a good chance."

Seeing that Shen Dexu had compromised, Wang Kunpeng said to Shen Dexu: "Call that Huang over."

Shen Dexu laughed, knowing that he could not hide anything from Wang Kunpeng. He called for a young man. The young man had not spoken or done anything since he got on the boat, but since he had been called, he definitely had some background.

Wang Kunpeng said to the young man: "Is your grandfather alright?"

"Dead, six months ago," the young man asked curiously, "Do you recognize me?"

"I do." Wang Kunpeng laughed, "Your family's Huang Lianqing knows me, lend me your things."

The young man surnamed Huang was stunned for a long time before he finally said, "That thing is on me."

"I know," Wang Kunpeng said. "Just stand at the bow of the ship."

Shen Dexu didn't have anything else to say, so Wang Kunpeng said casually: "With someone with Huang Family here, even Tie Hengjiang will be fine."