An Acquaintance

The shopkeeper went through this.

Putting aside other things, many of his personal matters have been thoroughly investigated by others.

For example, where is the shopkeeper from, where does he usually like to go, or where does he make a living?

Once you've found out all this, you should be able to determine where the other person entered that fairyland.

After making some inquiries, the Yongding River naturally came into the view of many people.

Furthermore, the persistent fog over the Yongding River only fuels suspicion.

The two points correspond, suggesting something is amiss with the Yongding River, and it's not hard to guess what's going on.

However, after arriving here, the Great Han couldn't help but feel somewhat helpless upon seeing so many ships.

He underestimated others. If he could think of something, how could others not?

After thinking it over, he didn't hesitate too much. For now, the best course of action was to rent a boat and search for that fairyland.

"Boatman."

The Great Han arrived at the ferry and called for the boatman.

Before he could utter another word, the boatman said, "One tael of silver a day. If you want me to row, it'll cost an extra ten copper coins."

"If you rent for more than half a month, I'll give you a 50-tael discount."

The words immediately froze the Great Han in place.

One tael of silver a day?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

A fierce glint flashed in their eyes at this moment; was this guy in the midst of a calamity?

"Don't look at me like that. Everyone else has raised prices like this. There's nothing I can do. Who told this place to have a deity here?"

Seeing the other party's unfriendly expression, the boatman remained calm and spoke as usual.

Everyone else has raised prices, what's wrong with him following suit?

Why did so many people suddenly arrive, seeking that fairyland, or what kind of immortals?

"A deity? Do you know there are deities here?"

The Great Han was stunned upon hearing this; he hadn't expected that the other party also knew about it.

The boatman nodded immediately. "Of course. Don't we know why you've come here?"

"That guy used to be a fisherman just like us, but now he's made it big. Lots of people say this place is paradise. We've been fishing here for decades, and it's nothing like that!"

The boatman was about to say that there were no gods at all.

But then I thought to myself, if I said that, wouldn't that be turning away the customers?

Thinking of this, he abruptly stopped.

He didn't say anything, but the Great Han beside him knew what he was about to say.

Thinking about this, I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

He wanted to find that paradise here, but it turned out to be a place where people had been fishing for decades.

After a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and took out the silver.

There is no other reason.

He had tasted that fine wine; there was no way that such a good wine could be brewed in the mortal world.

Only the wine drunk by immortals can be such a fine brew!

What's so strange about these boatmen not being able to find that paradise?

If everyone could go to a fairyland, would it still be a fairyland?!

Thinking of this, he didn't waste any more words and directly took out the silver he had on him, preparing to rent it for half a month.

The boatman took the silver and left happily.

He was thinking to himself that if he bought a few more boats now, he could continue doing business!

This is nowhere near as profitable as fishing!

The Great Han sat in front of the boat, calmed himself, and rowed the boat toward the Yongding River.

But before he could drive very far, a wave suddenly pushed towards him from behind.

Turning his head, he saw a huge ship approaching from behind.

The Great Han's face darkened upon seeing this, and he was furious. However, seeing that there were many skilled warriors guarding the ship, he still cautiously made way for it.

"Mother, is this the place?"

On the boat, a woman asked an elderly man with white hair beside her.

The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, but his eyes were still quite bright.

"This is it."

Upon hearing this, Shang Lewei came over, leaning on her cane. Her eyes swept around, and a few memories from the past welled up in her mind.

"Mother, are there really gods here?"

The woman standing nearby couldn't help but ask again.

When I was little, I occasionally heard my mother talk about seeing gods.

Later, out of taboo against mentioning the current emperor, her mother stopped talking about it.

She simply assumed her mother was making up a story.

It wasn't until a few days ago, when she came to this place with her mother and heard some things about it, that she began to have some doubts.

One's own mother might make up stories, but surely others can't do the same?

"You still don't believe what your mother said."

Upon hearing this, Shang Lewei shook her head and said...

To be honest, she hadn't originally planned to return here, as she was worried that the immortal master wouldn't want to see her again.

But after hearing about the fisherman's story, she decided to give it a try and returned.

"But we've been here for some time and haven't seen anything, and no one else has gone into that place."

Upon hearing this, the woman standing nearby hesitated slightly before speaking.

Regardless, it's a fact that she hasn't been able to find the place since she arrived here.

"Bring the violin out."

Shang Lewei thought for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

The woman was taken aback by these words and was puzzled, but she still did as she was told.

Soon, the guqin was brought out. Shang Lewei took a deep breath and then sat down in front of the guqin.

Seeing the fog beginning to spread ahead, she began to play.

Soon, the sound of a piano, carrying a hint of emptiness and a touch of sadness, spread through the mist.

Such beautiful music drew countless people to turn and search for it; the music sounded ethereal and otherworldly.

The woman standing nearby didn't initially think anything of it.

After listening for only a moment, she was stunned; she had never heard her mother play this piece before.

She knew that her mother was proficient in the guqin and had heard her mother play many pieces of music.

This is the only piece of music I've never heard before. Why is that?

Soon, the song ended.

Nothing strange happened around them.

Seeing that she was still in the same place, Shang Lewei was also stunned for a moment, and a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"Let's search around one more time, then head back after tonight."

Shang Lewei stood up shakily, her hand unconsciously touching the pearl.

The woman standing nearby could see clearly that her mother always carried this pearl with her and never took it off.

They say it was brought out from that fairyland.

Strangely enough, whenever she was sick as a child, her mother would place this pearl on her forehead for a while, and she would feel better.

This pearl is indeed a treasure, but not many people know about it.

Seeing her mother's current state, and the sense of loss she felt, made her heart ache.