Blessings, oh blessings! "This just happens to coincide with something else." Qiu Jing rubbed her brow with her thumb, helplessly saying, "All because of that solar eclipse three days ago." "A solar eclipse?" The swordsman was puzzled. Assassins didn’t believe in superstitions. That day, he was with Blacksmith Wang’s family when they saw the solar… Continue reading Fish 259: Praying for Blessings and Wealth

Swordsman: ??? After Dezi respectfully finished offering incense, the group began walking towards the temple exit. Dezi even greeted Daoist Hu at the temple, but the latter was too busy fiddling with firewood to even lift his head. "Please forgive him, both of you. Daoist Hu is a refugee from the north. I heard his… Continue reading Fish 258: The Fool Believed It

Meng Qi: What the heck do you mean by always getting what you ask for? This supposedly effective Mountain God Temple didn’t look like it at all from the outside. The outer wall was absurdly low, so much so that any child could easily climb over it. The plaque at the entrance had been battered… Continue reading Fish 257: Whoever Is Sincere Will Have Their Request Granted

Is the Mountain God Temple here effective? Looking at the mountain, the horse was worn out from running, and after a full two hours, the carriage finally entered that tall and dense forest at the foot of the mountain. In the next moment, a cool breeze blew in. It was a real cool breeze, unlike… Continue reading Fish 256: Mountain Temples and Wild Temples

Striking the Ox from Across the Mountain Meng Qi and Mo Li had just parted ways with Mistress Tao and others, displaying the demeanor of a recluse indifferent to worldly disputes. However, as soon as they turned around, they retraced their steps. —When they turned, they were so in sync that both couldn't help but… Continue reading Fish 255: Piercing the Mountains and Entering the Forest

The moon once shone upon an old friend; the friend is gone, but tonight's moon remains. A faint smile appeared in Meng Qi's eyes. He stroked his beard with the air of a wise man who had seen through worldly affairs. Mo Li: "..." Getting older is inevitable, but it was impossible for him to… Continue reading Fish 254: Traveling Down Jing River For Five or Six Miles

The Sand Rat puts on a show: "I was wronged!" Huang Liu’s mind was in knots. A name? He hadn’t mentioned the name of any Confucian scholar or literatus! Along the way, Huang Liu vaguely heard others refer to this elder as Qixing. He had never heard this name before, so how could he have… Continue reading Fish 253: Street Vendors and Porters Speak

Everyone who walked into the inn tonight had bad luck. Meng Qi was stunned. He and Mo Li exchanged glances, first lowering their heads in unison to look at the defense map in Meng Qi’s hand, then looking back at each other. —Although this matter absolutely had nothing to do with Meng Qi, had they… Continue reading Fish 252: ————

Meng Qi: Why is the trouble heading towards me? During the day, the sun scorched the grass and trees dry and yellow, and the wind by the river was strong. If a fire were to start, the consequences would be unimaginable. Mo Li attempted to get up. But he couldn't. His belt was grabbed from… Continue reading Fish 251: What Makes It Right?

The world has sunk into such a predicament. The fare of half a string of coins for a boat ride could be considered very expensive. Normally, crossing the river would cost only a few copper coins, but five hundred coins was more than ten times that amount. Mo Li had originally planned to swim across,… Continue reading Fish 250: The World Has Fallen To This Point