Chapter 55 New Talent, Need to Grow Your Brain

The rushing water of the Yellow River is nothing but turbid muddy soup.

Even the mist rising from the river surface after nightfall carried a strong earthy smell, spreading yellow over the river.

People always say: When the Yellow River becomes clear, a sage will emerge.

But what if the Yellow River becomes clear? In a few days, it will become muddy again.

For the lower-class people, this world has long become a purgatory of dire straits.

Such a majestic river makes a sound of sobbing. I wonder who it is mourning for.

In the misty night, a wooden sailboat was anchored in the shallow water where yellow sand accumulated. Mrs. Lin and her family of three hid in the small cabin and fell asleep exhausted.

Cao Jie and others did not dare to be careless and carefully observed the movements around them.

Suddenly, a figure was seen swaying on the high river bank in the night.

Ruan Xiaoqi immediately stood up from his half-sleep state. At the same time, Wu Song, holding two swords, looked towards the shore with a deep gaze.

The next second, a vague figure quickly approached the sailboat, like a ghost, and then Shi Qian's voice came: "Brother, Master Lu and his party are here."

"Is everything going well?" Wu Song asked.

Shi Qian touched the ground with his feet and stepped onto the water. The water swayed slightly. He used his hands to gain leverage on the edge of the boat and easily boarded the sailboat. He clasped his fists and said, "It went very smoothly. The security of Tokyo City is as leaky as a sieve. There is no way they can find us."

"Okay, okay. I'll go and welcome Master Lu aboard."

Cao Jie turned over and jumped off the boat. With every step he took, circular ripples appeared on the shallow water surface.

Then, circular ripples exploded and turned into countless water droplets that shot out and spread out, like giant white lotus flowers that bloomed and withered.

'Brother's Yuhuan Step and Mandarin Duck Feet have reached this level.'

Wu Song was stunned for a moment, then followed.

Soon, six brothers, Lu Zhishen, Cao Zheng, Zhang San and Li Si, arrived.

"Brother Cao, we have accomplished our mission. We have sent Gao Kan to the Worry-Free Cave. However, Zhang San could not bear to see him continue to cause trouble, so he castrated two taels of his flesh with a knife."

Poor Yanei, he still couldn't escape this disaster!

Haha!

Cao Jie bowed to Zhang San and the others and said, "Castrate that guy. This is to get rid of harm to the people. Brothers Zhang San, Li Si and you are all heroes. Let's go on board the boat and go to Shandong. We can talk slowly on the boat."

The wooden sailboat was not big, and it was already full with a dozen big men squeezed in. Fortunately, Ruan Xiaoqi had superb boat-handling skills, and with the assistance of Cao Jie, a Baishuilang who had reached the maximum level of [Fisherman], the sailboat sailed steadily into the Yellow River and headed east.

"Brother is really a man of great foresight. With a little trick, Gao Yanei was trapped in the Worry-Free Cave, and he rescued Madam Lin's family without any effort."

The boat moved steadily downstream, and Cao Zheng began to praise it in admiration.

Cao Jie was the best at winning people's hearts. He took over his words and said with a smile: "It is all because of the great efforts of all the brothers that this thing can be successful! I just came up with some unpresentable ideas..."

"Alas!" Lu Zhishen stretched out his palm as big as a cushion and shook it: "Brother Cao, without your plan, how could these rough men in my family save my sister-in-law... When Lin Chong and my sister-in-law are reunited, I will let him kowtow to you."

"Yes! I was listening to the storyteller talking about the Three Kingdoms in the teahouse. Brother Cao used a brilliant strategy today. He tricked Gao Kan and saved Lady Lin. He is a wise counselor like Zhuge Liang and Zhou Lang! I, Zhang San, admire him very much. Brother Cao's strategy is just like Master's uprooting of a weeping willow. They are both incredible gods."

Zhang San, the rat crossing the street, gave a thumbs up.

The big guy bowed his head and said, "Me too!"

"The same goes for us!"

Lu Zhishen's six young disciples all bowed in unison.

Wu Song also agreed, "Brother is both civil and military, Wu Song really admires him very much."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Jie raised his eyebrows, his face showing surprise and excitement.

The next second, he suppressed his ecstasy and said with a smile, "Haha... I use the plan, and you brothers work hard. Only in this way can we accomplish great things. We complement each other and none of us can be missing. Come, I have prepared some water and wine. Brothers, have a few sips to quench your thirst, and eat something to fill your stomach. When we arrive at Liangshanpo, I will treat you to a three-day feast."

"Brother is so heroic!"

There was so much noise outside the cabin that it startled Mrs. Lin. After listening quietly for a moment, she smiled and fell asleep again in a half-asleep state.

After he had some free time, Cao Jie looked at the starry sky by the river. He saw the stars glowing with light, which turned into words in his eyes.

[Soul aspect: Advisor (gives advice, solves problems, knows a little bit)]

[Experience: Level 1 (13/200)]

[Talent: Concentration LV1 (slowly increases the strength of the sea of ​​consciousness, slightly increases the speed of gestation)] 'Wonderful! '

"It seems like you're going to grow a brain!"

The foundation for a scholar to cultivate his spirit is to enhance his wisdom and refine his spirit through reading and practicing calligraphy.

When the strength of the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness reaches the standard and the method of conceiving a spirit is understood, one will naturally be able to leave the body and enter the ninth level of night travel.

Taoism and Buddhism are almost the same, except that Confucianism comprehends the knowledge of saints, while Taoism and Buddhism recite the mantra Heart Sutra, which are basically the same.

'Others read books and chant scriptures to lay the foundation.'

"Then I will give you some advice to gain experience points. If you can raise your concentration level to a certain level, you will reach the threshold of conceiving a god..."

"Great! I have made some progress in refining my essence, and now I have made another breakthrough in conceiving my spirit. I am cultivating both my sex and my life, and I have a promising future ahead of me."

'Now all that's left is to nourish your Qi!'

It was not known whether it was because he had acquired a talent for concentration that strengthened his spirit, or because the excitement led to the massive secretion of dopamine, but Cao Jie felt refreshed between breaths.

All the tiredness from the day and night was swept away.

After pondering for a moment, he took out the human skin Buddha statue "Baoyueguangwang Buddha" from his arms, sat cross-legged on the bow and began to meditate.

After sitting for about half an incense stick of time, Cao Jie sighed, feeling annoyed, opened his eyes and stared at the surging river in a daze.

Obviously, he had no fate with this Buddha, unlike Wu Song, who was given an initiation by the Ming Wang on his own initiative and entered the door of the God of Pregnancy in minutes.

In the darkness, the north wind was strong on the Yellow River, the sails were blown full by the wind, and the wooden sailboat flew downstream like an arrow under the control of Ruan Xiaoqi.

Time passed quickly like the Yellow River. The morning star in the east began to shine. Although the sky was still as dark as the bottom of a pot, the captain knew that this was the darkness before dawn.

Soon, daylight will fall.

A ray of morning light pierces the darkness, and the golden sunlight falls on the boatman and the tall mast. Sailing on a boat is extremely dangerous, and sailing on the Yellow River is the domain of the bravest men.

Ruan Xiaoqi showed his bronze chest, and the sunlight fell on him, reflecting a metallic luster: "Erlang, we have traveled at least two hundred miles this night. If we go further, we will reach the border of Shandong."

Cao Jie opened his eyes and looked towards the right bank. He saw the hills vaguely visible, so he nodded and said, "Seventh Brother, you go and have a rest. Leave the boat to me. I'll drive slowly."

"Erlang, it's okay to stay awake for one night. Watch me control the wind and waves, and we can reach Puzhou in one day. Then we can travel by land for two days and return to Yuncheng."

It took more than half a month to get here by land.

Going back by water, going downstream, is both easy and fast.

Ultimately, Shandong is too close to the capital.

At such a close distance, if you want to start a business, it will be easily suppressed by the government troops.

This is the biggest drawback of starting a business in Shandong.

In the thousands of years of history, with so many dynasties changing, China has produced 408 emperors, but Shandong is the only province that has never produced an emperor.

During the long feudal society, the people of Shandong launched countless armed uprisings.

In the late Spring and Autumn Period, there was a slave uprising led by Dao Zhi, "with 9,000 soldiers following him, running rampant throughout the world."

The Chimei Uprising at the end of the Xinmang Dynasty, the Yellow Turban Uprising in Qingzhou at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Changbai Mountain Uprising led by Wang Bo at the end of the Sui Dynasty, the peasant uprisings led by Dou Jiande, Meng Haigong, Du Fuwei, Liu Heita and others, and the Huang Chao Uprising at the end of the Tang Dynasty...

But they have never been the final winners.

When Cao Jie and his party left the capital area and arrived in Shandong, the group of minions who had fainted in Coach Zhang's house finally woke up one after another.

The group of people sat on the ground feeling dizzy and thought about it, and they just thought they were drunk.

When I looked at the house again, it was empty.

I just thought that Zhang Zhenniang was taken into the mansion by the young master.

It was already evening when they finally arrived at the Taiwei Mansion and learned that Gao Yanei had not returned all night.

It was already the morning of the third day when Gao Qiu learned about his godson's disappearance and took it seriously.

If Mrs. Lin and her family hadn't delayed his trip, Cao Jie would have almost reached home.

At this time, in the dark and damp Wuyou Cave, Gao Yanei was like a huge maggot, curled up in the grass with his butt sticking up. Although he was not dead, he only had a few breaths left, and both his body and mind were dead.

(End of this chapter)