Fairy, wait a minute

Jiang Lian looked at the dark river water, and she realized that the little girl seemed different from what she saw.

"What's your name, little girl?"

The little girl turned her head to look at Jiang Lian, her eyes smiling like crescent moons, "Sister, just call me Zhaohan. Where is sister? What's your name?"

Jiang Lian looked at the little girl. She was wearing white mourning clothes. She had no spiritual power around her and looked innocent and harmless.

She smiled and said, "My surname is Jiang, just call me Sister Jiang."

Without understanding, Jiang Lian did not tell the girl her full name.

Jiang Lian and Zhaohan started talking.

"Zhaohan, how did you get here?"

Zhaohan put his hands on his knees, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, "I...I don't remember how I got here, I just remember that my mother asked me to go to West Kunlun!" At this point, Zhaohan was a little excited,
"I have never seen such a big city. Wow, the two cranes at the door are so tall!"

Zhaohan gestured with his hands, his eyes full of yearning.

Jiang Lian smiled and said, "What about this river? Do you think it's beautiful?"

Zhaohan's head was pounding, "Of course!"

Zhaohan’s eyes were like stars, “The river water is sparkling, as if it’s filled with golden light!”

Jiang Lian looked at the old man rowing the boat, "Zhaohan, what do you think of this old man? What do you think of him?"

Zhaohan pursed his lips, as if he was a little embarrassed, "Sister Jiang, isn't it a bit awkward for us to negotiate in person? But I think the old man is like a Taoist immortal, exactly like the immortal I imagined, with white clothes and ethereal Taoism. Immortal wind!"

When she was done, she added, "Sister is exactly like the fairy I imagined!!"

A huge black crow flew into the sky, its wings covering the sky. It had delicate feathers and a pair of sharp claws resting on the clouds, as if it was the controller of the entire Yin River.

Jiang Lian looked into the distance without saying a word. As she expected, what Zhaohan saw was not a crow, but a crane and a divine bird.

Taking advantage of Zhaohan's attention, Jiang Lian stood up and came to the old man's side.

As he got closer, Jiang Lian could feel more intuitively that the old man seemed to be a living human skeleton.

The skin and flesh cling tightly to the frame, as if they will fall apart if the wind blows.

"Old man, what did you see? A crow or a divine bird," Jiang Lian said softly.

The old man was slightly stunned, and it took him a while to realize what Jiang Lian was talking about?
He pointed his withered fingers to the sky and said with a smile, "I didn't see any crows or magical birds. I am only responsible for sending you to the other side."

"The river is a little muddy this year, and a lot of water plants have grown." The old man rowed the boat vigorously.

Seeing Jiang Lian standing there without moving, the old man was a little surprised, "Why don't you sit back, girl? I still have questions."

Jiang Lian nodded, "Yes, yes. You haven't received any money for boarding the ship. How do you pay for the ship?"