Traveling through the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, a story of survival in troubled tim

"Remember the Master!"

Wen Shu then quickly crumpled the paper into a ball and carefully put it into her sleeve.

Just then, a slight sound of footsteps came from outside, and the familiar voice was Fushun's.

Wen Shu's ears twitched, and she lowered her voice and instructed, "Go and have a look secretly, and find out the situation clearly."

In fact, it’s not that she doesn’t trust Kang Wu, but in comparison, she is more willing to believe the information she has learned personally.

After all, only when she knows everything well can she feel truly at ease.

"Okay, move quickly, go and come back quickly." As Wen Shu said this, many figures in that place appeared in her mind. They were all real martial artists!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but give another reminder, "Remember to be careful and don't let their people notice your presence.

If you feel something is wrong, don't hesitate and get out of here immediately."

"Yes, master!" After answering, he flashed like a ghost and disappeared in the room in the blink of an eye.

It was dusk at this time, and the sun was setting. The afterglow seemed to cover the distant mountains with a layer of golden gauze, stretching them long and high.

The shadow cast by the broad and huge body like a giant was like a huge black hand, slowly covering the entire village.

Although the sky outside has not yet completely darkened, due to the village's special location, the night here always comes earlier than other places.

Wen Shu stood on the bridge, looking at the fast-flowing and turbid river water. On the distant shore, there were some older children who were rolling up their trouser legs and sleeves and wading in the water that was not even up to their waists.

The child looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, having grown up by the river. For him, learning water kung fu was as simple as eating and drinking, as if it was a skill he had been born with.

The water was turbid and visibly much more turbulent than when she came yesterday. Wen Shu saw him go down several times, but he always came back empty-handed.

There was no trace of loneliness or disappointment on his face.

Seeing this, Wen Shu became interested and walked towards the child...

After getting off the stone bridge, Wen Shu had just walked a few steps forward when the child who was playing in the river suddenly disappeared without a trace.

She looked around hurriedly, her eyes wide open, searching carefully, but she couldn't see the child in any direction.

Wen Shu couldn't help but feel a surge of doubt and worry. Just a moment ago, she had clearly seen this child right in front of her. How could she have vanished in the blink of an eye, as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth? Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind...

"Is there anyone there...!" Wen Shu ran to the shore where she had just seen the child standing and shouted loudly towards the river.

However, all she got in response was silence, not even a trace of the child's voice.

She stared at the water nervously, but could not find any signs of the child except for a few rapidly spinning whirlpools formed by the rapid flow.

"Chief, what are you looking at?" At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came from a distance.

Wenshu turned her head and saw that it was the village girl, the fat lady. She was carrying a basket full of things on her back and was walking slowly towards them. It seemed that she had just finished her farm work on the opposite mountain and was about to go home.

"Auntie Fatty, this is terrible! A child was washed away. I saw him playing in the water before, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

Wen Shu's face was filled with anxiety. As she spoke, she pointed to the spot where the child had disappeared, her heart already in her throat. She was worried that she couldn't swim well and couldn't go into the water to rescue him.

"Child..." Upon hearing this, the fat aunt's face changed. She quickly put the basket on her back on the ground and walked quickly to the river. Wenshu pointed to the approximate location where the child was standing.

After understanding what was going on, Auntie Fat breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Is it a boy who looks young, dark, thin, with short hair?"

"Yes, it's him, Auntie Fatty, you know him..."

As long as she knew the person, then what she had just seen was not an illusion. In this case, "Auntie Fatty, please wait here. I will go and ask someone to come find the person."

After saying that, he ran away. Thinking about the matter of his life, Wen Shu was anxious and did not dare to delay for a moment.

"Chief, don't worry, don't worry"

When Aunt Pang saw this, she knew that the patriarch was unaware of the situation. Seeing him passing by, she quickly stretched out her hand to block his way.

"Chief, that child is a good swimmer. The water monsters will avoid him when they see him."

"You mean, the kid's okay?"

"This kid is amazing. His water skills are better than anyone on these hills can catch up with. Don't look at his skinny body, he is very agile. Once he enters the water, he is like coming home."

Aunt Pang had been paying attention to the movement in the river. She saw the children emerging from the river and pointing there.

"Look, is that the kid?

Wenshu looked into the river and saw the child floating up and down in the river, but not in the place where she had seen him before, but about five or six feet away from where he disappeared.

"Okay, Chief, I'm going back now. It's getting dark, so please don't stay by the river alone for too long."

After seeing the child appear, Aunt Pang said goodbye to Wenshu and returned home.

Wenshu walked towards the child and stood on the shore. At this time, the child also returned to the place where Wenshu first saw him standing.

Only when she got closer did Wen Shu see clearly what the child was doing. It was not like she had seen from a distance that the child was catching fish in shallow water, but the child was taking fish out of the small basket slung over his waist.

The fish were not small, but there were not many of them either. Wen Shu watched the child take out a crucian carp that was three fingers wide and four crucian carps that were about two fingers wide from the basket like magic. As for the other fish that were too small, the child threw them back into the river.

After the boy emptied the basket of fish, he put a bamboo lid on it and covered the opening with the big basket he used to store fish, fearing that something might come out accidentally. If the fish escaped, he would have wasted his entire afternoon soaking in the water.

Only then did he have some free time. This time, he asked the strange sister with doubt, "Are you going to buy fish..."

"You want to sell this fish?"

Wenshu was a little surprised. She didn't expect that this child, though young, had such big ideas. This Ji Minjin was so smart.

"If you want to buy fish, I can sell you two, but no more. I've already promised someone else."

The child seemed to come with a mission.

"You are a child of the Du family..."

Wenshu didn't respond, but instead asked something else. Shouldn't this be the beginning of the busy farming season? She had just ordered the villagers to restock their food supply and harvest another crop of rice.

This is the busy time for farming in the fields.

"I'm not"

The child shook his head in denial.

"No," Wen Shu was puzzled, but she didn't ask the reason.

"May I have your name.

Oh, by the way, my name is Wenshu, Du Wenshu"

"My name is Shitou. They all call me Shitou. You should call me Shitou too."

I don’t know if it was because Wenshu asked about the fish, but after she asked the question, the stone moved the small bamboo house that was originally on this side to the back.

Lift up the larger bamboo basket filled with fish and drag it towards the shore in Wenshu's direction.

I know you, you are the young patriarch of the Du family, the child patriarch of the Du family." When Wen Shu was looking at the child, the child was also curious about Wen Shu.

"Baby Chief" Wen Shu thought, in the eyes of those people who have lived for decades, she is just a baby.

But whether he is the leader of the doll tribe or not will be known after you meet the real Zhang later.

Wen Shu didn't respond, but changed the subject. Pointing at the fast-flowing, increasingly muddy river, she asked, "The current is so strong and the water is so muddy. No one around me fishes, so why are you taking this risk? If you run into a hidden tunnel in this rapid current, you'll be swept away if you're not careful."

"hey-hey……"

The boy was a little embarrassed. He tapped the back of his head with his free hand and said sheepishly, "I don't know how to do it. I am familiar with this river. Moreover, the water is muddy and the current is rapid. Fish like to gather in groups at this time. I know where their nests are.

For me, this is a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters!"

“Fishing in troubled waters” can also be used in this way.

Wenshu looked at the child and saw that he was thin but energetic, with black hair. He did not look like a child from a poor family.

Then he asked, "Shi Tou, where are your parents?"