Chapter 197 Picking Up People

Chen Mo opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air as the morning light streamed in through the window.

During his meditation that night, he focused all his mind on his sea of ​​consciousness, painstakingly removing the malevolent energy from the crack.

It went more smoothly than expected.

Although that wisp of Yin energy was of extremely high grade, it was ultimately just a casual strike from the thing at the bottom of the pool, without any subsequent power to support it.

Using the power of the moonlight as a guide, he gradually peeled it away from the cracks in the Dharma form, and then expelled it from his body.

The process was extremely grueling, but the result was worth it.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the crack on the paper figure no longer emitted any black, malevolent energy.

At this rate, the crack will be completely healed in three more days.

As for the threshold of the Condensing Fiend Realm...

Chen Mo shook his head, deciding to put the matter aside for the time being.

He doesn't even have the right to approach the Yin Sha treasure land guarded by the ghost dragon at the bottom of the pool.

That thing almost destroyed his Dharma form with just one glance. If he really dared to make a move on that pool of Yin Sha, he probably wouldn't even have any bones left.

I'll have to go back to the Dragon Pool eventually, but not now.

He got up and stretched, picked up an enamel basin from the washbasin stand by the bed, scooped half a basin of cold water from the water tank in the backyard, and squatted in the corner to wash up.

The October morning was already a bit chilly, and the icy well water splashed on his face, completely waking him up.

Just as I was wiping my face with a towel, the door to the master bedroom in the backyard was pushed open.

Chen Dachuan walked out carrying an enamel mug, which was filled with foam.

He was wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket, and his hair was sticking up, so he looked like he had just gotten up not long ago.

"Are you up?" Chen Dachuan sat down at the long table, took a sip of tea, and said, "There's something I need you to do today."

"What is it?"

"Aqing and Xiaowu are arriving in Linhe today. Go to the dock and pick them up."

Chen Mo paused in wiping his face. "Didn't those two kids go back to their hometown in the south? Why are they coming back?"

"Um."

Chen Dachuan nodded. "They went home to take care of some things. They wrote that they'll arrive today. You can drive there; you probably have a lot of luggage."

He draped the towel back on the rack. "Okay, what time is the boat?"

"You'll arrive around 10 a.m., so you can make it there after you've had breakfast."

"I plan to take them on as my last disciples when I come back this time. Take them out for a meal first, otherwise they might starve on the way."

"it is good."

Chen Mo responded but didn't say anything.

A closed-door disciple? You're just teaching people to close their doors?

He had seen Aqing and Xiaowu a few times in Jinshi.

They were all refugees who had fled from the south. Chen Mo didn't know exactly where they came from, and Chen Dachuan hadn't gone into details either.

I thought the two of them had gone home after the drought ended, but I didn't expect them to come back.

After having a simple breakfast in the courtyard, Yuanyuan immediately jumped off the stool with bright eyes when she heard that he was going to pick up Xiao Wu and the other two.

"Brother, I want to go too!"

Aunt Liu was clearing the dishes when she heard this and frowned: "Don't make things worse. Your brother Mo is going to the dock to pick someone up. What are you going to do if you go with him? There are so many people at the dock, it's so crowded, what if you get lost?"

She is still traumatized by Yuanyuan's abduction and hasn't been allowed to leave the courtyard for the past two days.

She had a round mouth, looked up at Chen Mo, and blinked her big eyes.

"I won't get lost! I just want to go to the docks, I haven't been out in ages, bro..."

Aunt Liu put down her chopsticks and bowl, her face darkening. "I said no, and that's final. What are you doing running off to a place like the docks, you little kid? Listen to me, go back inside and stay there."

Her round lips pouted even more, her eyes were a little red, and she still clung to Chen Mo's sleeve, refusing to let go.

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"Or let her go; it's good for her to get out and about."

Chen Mo tried to smooth things over, saying, "It's alright with me here; the dock isn't far."

Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment.

She glanced at Chen Mo, then glared at Yuan Yuan, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed.

"Alright, alright, go, go." She waved her hand, her tone tinged with helplessness. "Don't wander off when you get to the dock. Stick close to your brother Mo."

"If you dare to run around, I'll deal with you when I get back."

Yuanyuan immediately beamed, jumped up, and hugged Chen Mo's arm: "I promise I won't run away!"

Aunt Liu shook her head as she looked at Yuanyuan's overjoyed expression, then took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.

.....

The Ford was parked right in front of the Du'e Zhai.

The black car body gleamed with a calm luster in the morning light, and the dust on it had been wiped away by someone, so much so that it reflected people's images.

Chen Mo opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, but Yuan Yuan had already opened the passenger door and plopped in, her face beaming with joy.

"Brother, drive!"

Chen Mo started the engine, and the Ford smoothly drove out of the funeral street.

In October, the town of Linhe is busiest in the morning.

Most of the shops on both sides of the street were open, with steam rising from the breakfast stalls and the aroma of fried dough sticks filling the street.

Vegetable vendors came in from outside the city carrying loads on their shoulders, the vegetables in their baskets still glistening with dew.

Rickshaw pullers squatted on street corners waiting for work, smoking and chatting in twos and threes.

Several young people dressed in Zhongshan suits rode bicycles past on the street, their bicycle bells jingling. Newspapers and document bags were tucked on the back seats, as if they were going to work at the county government.

Yuanyuan pressed her face against the car window, her eyes darting around.

"Brother, that guy over there selling candied hawthorns, his candied hawthorns are so red!"

"Um."

"Brother, that kid's kite is flying so high! It's even higher than ours."

"Um."

"Brother Mo, do you think Brother Qing and Brother Xiao Wu still remember me? They folded me a bamboo dragonfly when they left last time. It was so much fun, but I broke it later..."

"I remember," Chen Mo said. "With all your talk, how could anyone forget?"

Yuanyuan snorted and continued to peer out the car window at the commotion.

.....

After driving to the dock, Chen Mo parked the Ford and walked over with Yuan Yuan.

October is the busiest time for the canal, as tea, silk, and porcelain from the south are rushed over before the water freezes.

The furs, medicinal herbs, and grains from the north also need to be transported out at this time.

On the dock, shirtless porters carried sacks and ran back and forth on the gangplank, the foreman shouting orders, occasionally interspersed with the boatmen's chants.

Yuanyuan was stunned by the scene before her and stood there for several seconds.

Wow...so many people.

Chen Mo locked the car and walked to her side: "Stay close to me, don't wander off."

Yuanyuan nodded obediently, a rare occurrence, and reached out to tug at Chen Mo's sleeve.

Chen Mo found a spot with a good view and leaned against the railing to wait.

Yuanyuan stood next to him, looking around curiously, asking about everything she saw.

"Why are there cannons on that ship?"

Chen Mo glanced in the direction she was pointing and said, "Those are merchant ships that sail long distances, for protection against pirates."

"Pirates?" Yuan Yuan's eyes widened. "There are still pirates now?"

"Yes, they're found in the sea and on the river."

Yuanyuan moved closer to Chen Mo, but her eyes still couldn't help glancing at the boat.

He took out his pocket watch and checked the time; it was almost ten o'clock.

While idly watching the crowds coming and going at the dock, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Surrounded by four or five people, it was Sun Wenyuan and his group...