Lin Yu's life of traveling through time

For a period of time afterwards, Lin Yu maintained this process of practice, but he never saw the fishing boat row to the center of the river again.

The old fisherman just sat at the bridge and fished quietly.

As time went by, the fisherman probably forgot the fear in his heart and became much braver. Lin Yu saw him drinking wine and fishing by the river from afar several times when he came out to absorb the moonlight.

"Sixth Brother, is he not afraid anymore?"

"Maybe it's the alcohol that makes the bear brave!"

Lin Yu's eyes turned, and he took out a fishing rod in his hand and walked over.

"Host, what are you doing?"

"Come over and say hello! It must be so lonely being the only one here for so long!"

"No, it's late at night, you are trying to scare people!"

"Am I scary now? You are obviously a handsome and elegant young man. Besides, it's just getting dark now, how can I be scary?" Lin Yu unilaterally cut off Lao Liu's voice and strode over.

"Father-in-law, you are still fishing so late!" Lin Yu, who was sitting not far away, swung his fishing rod and greeted the fisherman.

When the fisherman heard someone calling him, he stopped the wine glass that was about to reach his lips and turned to look in the direction of the voice. Seeing that it was a man who looked like a scholar, he nodded happily.

"It's getting dark, I'm here to pay my respects to the River God. I'll also catch some fish so I can sell them at the market tomorrow morning."

Lin Yu was puzzled. Where did He Bo come from in the river? So he asked, "Is there a He Bo in the river?"

The old man stroked his beard and leaned over quietly, saying, "A few days ago, I was fishing in the river. There was clearly nothing there, but suddenly a man came up. Later, I caught a lot of fish there. This must be the spirit of the river god appearing. So I can't be greedy anymore. So, I'll just fish by the river to support my family."

Lin Yu was speechless for a moment. It turned out that he had misunderstood. How should he comment on this?

The father-in-law went back to check his fishing rod. There was no movement for a long time, which made him feel disappointed that he had no harvest tonight. He simply picked up the wine jar, poured a glass of wine, and planned to throw it into the river to pray to the River God.

Lin Yu felt that this was all his fault. How could he have messed up people's thinking? He was originally a hardworking fisherman, but how could he have become superstitious? This was a sin!

Lao Liu rolled his eyes madly and said, "Host, your existence is unscientific."

Seeing that the wine was about to spill into the river, Lin Yu quickly picked up another cup to catch it and said, "Father, that was clearly the fish you worked so hard to catch. Besides, you wanted to pour wine in remembrance of the big fish, so you might as well let me drink it!"

"Oh, you scholar, why don't you put it down quickly? It's a sin to offend He Bo."

"Father, let me make a bet. Do you believe that giving me the wine is more effective than asking He Bo for help?"

As he spoke, Lin Yu picked up a leaf from a nearby tree and started playing it. A thin thread of spiritual energy floated into the river, and in a short while, a group of big fish came rushing over.

The old man was stunned when he saw the big fish jumping on the river. "This, this, this..." He pointed at the fish on the river and then at Lin Yu blowing the leaves. He swallowed his saliva and gave a thumbs up with admiration on his face.

"You rock……"

"My dear father-in-law, it's getting late. Let's go home quickly with the fish!"

"Hey! Okay, okay, thank you so much today. If you come again tomorrow, I'll treat you to a drink!" said the fisherman after he caught two big fish and put away his fishing rod.

"Okay, I'll wait for my father-in-law tomorrow."

Lin Yu watched his father-in-law walking away with the lantern and the fish, and he turned around to look at the river.

"Sixth Brother, can you help me find out where this story about He Bo came from? I'm sure the fisherman wasn't like this before. He should have sensed the presence of a ghost. How come I became He Bo after just a few days of not seeing him?"

"Okay, I'll go check." Lao Liu resigned himself to his fate and started the search.

Lin Yu still sat cross-legged by the river, closing his eyes to absorb the moonlight and practice his skills. He was just a little bit closer and would appear in the sunlight, so he couldn't give up halfway.

On the second day, Lin Yu, who was leisurely playing the piano in the mansion, was interrupted by Lao Liu's anxious voice.

Lin Yu sighed helplessly and said, "Calm down, please. It's just a small matter. Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Host, can't you calm down? You asked me to find out the reason behind He Bo yesterday. Guess what I found out?"

"If you're so impatient, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me!"

“Because many people have drowned in this river, including your physical body, there have been rumors circulating.

Later, the fisherman met you and told others about the incident. Didn't this lead to someone plotting against him? Later, the fisherman came home with a lot of fish. His son also said that such heavy fish were effortlessly pushed up by someone, so he consulted a fortune teller. The fortune teller said that he had met the River God who helped him, so this incident happened.

As soon as Lin Yu heard the fortune teller's words, he knew that something bad was going to happen and asked, "Then what?"

"Hehe, you also know about natural disasters and man-made disasters. The fortune tellers are just trying to make some money out of it. They are planning to arrange a marriage for you with He Bo."

Lin Yu suddenly broke a string and cried out in shock: "What? He Bo is getting married? My reputation is being ruined! Oh no, I'm not He Bo!"

Lao Liu spread his hands: "But it seems that he is talking about you."

"What?"

"Maybe it's because you've saved eight people from drowning in the past few months and didn't use them as stand-ins."

"Ah? What kind of logic is this?" Lin Yu's brows were almost twisted into a knot.

"The fifteenth of this month is a good day. From what the witch said, the village should choose a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl to be He Bo's wife. The host is exactly three days later."

Lin Yu couldn't help but burst into swear words. After cursing for a while, he took a deep breath and said, "Fuck He Bo for marrying a wife and killing for money. What a bunch of idiots. They only catch women to harm. Why doesn't the witch offer sacrifices to herself?"

Lin Yu rubbed his temples and paced back and forth. "If he dares to make me a ridiculous drama about He Bo getting married, I will dare him to give him a Chinese horror show. If he can't scare this liar, ignorant fool to death, he will be so stupid."

"Isn't it enough for the host to warn them?"

"Oh, if it worked, this wouldn't have happened. Why don't you just tell them that you ran the entire river a few days ago and found the pig cage sunk in the pool on the other side of the river? Do you think they'd listen?"

Lao Liu felt that the host was mad at the moment.

"Besides, what do you think will happen to the girl who is chosen? Even if Habaek rejects her, will she be let go? They will just say that it's an ominous sign that the river god doesn't want her, and they will be afraid of being blamed. This girl will become their outlet for their fear, a pretext to appease the wrath of me, the so-called Habaek. Ha..."

"Then...what should we do?" asked Lao Liu.

"They offer sacrifices, I keep them and make arrangements later. They want the girl to die, but I want her to live. I must scare that witch to death."

Lin Yu was so angry that he lost the heart to play the zither. He even stopped practicing for three days. Lao Liu was even quieter, afraid of upsetting him.