After Yu Dahai and his family were safely sent home, Feng Yi and Yang Bufan finally felt relieved and the matter was completely resolved.
Back at the hotel, the master and the apprentice didn't say anything more and went back to their rooms to take a shower and rest.
Three days later, Mr. Bai and Yu Dahai hosted a banquet for Feng Yi to see him off, and the guests left happily.
"Feifan, do you want to go to sea with your master?"
The two stood at the port and Feng Yi asked proactively.
Yang Bufan thought for a while and then shook his head and said: "Forget it, Master. In the years since you disappeared, my disciple has been used to everything going smoothly. People around him are full of compliments and compliments, which makes me feel a little elated...
Including the matter of Yang Yunfei, you once reminded me, but I didn't really listen to it, and it almost caused a catastrophe. If you hadn't come back in time, Master, I would have been poisoned...
I have been thinking about it these past few days and found that I have many shortcomings and my strength is far behind. This time I just took advantage of this opportunity to close down and improve myself."
"I'm very pleased that you think so about me as a teacher. In fact, you have done well enough. It's just that the road is too smooth and you are less defensive. I believe you will improve a lot after this incident.
Since you have decided to go into seclusion, I won’t give you much advice, so where are you going?”
Feng Yi didn't feel dissatisfied that Yang Bufan wasn't going to go with him. It was more convenient and comfortable for him to be alone.
"Master, haven't they all returned to Maoshan? My disciple has not been back for so many years since he last left Maoshan. It's time to go back and have a look."
Yang Bufan took the initiative.
"Yeah, that's fine."
Feng nodded and said: "When you go back this time, you not only have to improve your strength, but also continue to run in with the spirit sword to make it your best support. At the same time, Taishi Gong and Master are both old, and you have to follow
Master Qingsong established a good relationship with him and helped him manage the affairs of the church to the best of his ability.
But you must remember that just because you are my disciple, you must not be self-righteous and do things like disobey your elders and bully your younger ones, otherwise you will never be lenient as a teacher."
"Master, please rest assured, I will keep this in mind."
Yang Bufan said respectfully.
The master and apprentice said goodbye at the port, Yang Bufan returned to Maoshan, and Feng Yi boarded the ship bound for the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets.
At this stage, the relationship between China and foreign countries is very tense. Both superpowers and their camps have blocked China. The domestic situation is not optimistic. Many domestic people choose to go abroad to find a way out, so there are still many passengers on this ship.
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Due to the long journey, Mr. Bai specially selected a deluxe single room for Feng Yi. Feng Yi did not think there was anything inappropriate and accepted the offer graciously.
He has done too many good things for the provincial capital without asking for anything in return. Mr. Bai will definitely do something for him, and it would be unsatisfactory if he refuses again.
Accompanied by the sound of the ship's whistle, Feng Yi stood on the bow of the ship and waved goodbye to Mr. Bai, Yu Dahai and others. After a while, the people on the shore disappeared from sight.
The sky is as blue as a wash, the sea surface is rippled, and the golden sunlight shines on the ripples, dazzling. Feng Yi stands on the deck with his hands behind his back. The sea breeze blows, blowing his robe. Occasionally, seagulls pass by on the water surface.
He is in a good mood.
However, this mood did not last long because someone not far away from him was vomiting.
A young man in his twenties was holding on to the fence with both hands. His face was pale and he couldn't help vomiting. Even the deck was contaminated.
"Looks like I'm seasick."
Feng Yi didn't feel any discomfort, he just took a half step back to avoid having to change clothes.
After vomiting for a while, the young man could no longer vomit, and his hands had no strength. However, the ship suddenly accelerated, causing him to lose his balance and fly out. He was so surprised that he screamed loudly.
Upon seeing this, Feng Yi stepped forward and grabbed the clothes on his back, pulling back the half of his body that flew out.
"Huhu..."
The man slumped down on the deck, breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He was obviously frightened.
"Give."
Feng Yi handed over a glass of water, and the man drank it down without saying a word. Then he wiped his mouth and reluctantly stood up and said to Feng: "Thank you so much for saving me."
"It's just a little effort."
Feng Dao said: "There are strong waves on the deck, please go to the cabin first."
With Feng Yi's help, the two walked into the cabin.
There were many people in the cabin, it was very noisy, and the smell was very unpleasant. There were also many people sleeping soundly on their bunks on the floor. Their snoring mixed with the noisy sounds, creating a wonderful harmony.
This is normal, after all, those who have money to go abroad rest in their rooms, and those who stay in the hall are poor people.
Under the guidance of the man, the two came to the man's luggage. After the man sat down, he said to Feng Yi with a grateful face: "My dear friend, thank you so much."
"There's no need to be so polite, and there's no need to call me benefactor. Just call me Feng Yi."
Feng Yi said in a gentle tone.
"I'd better call you Mr. Feng."
The man took another sip of water before saying, "My name is Zhang Chi. Sir, just call me Xiao Zhang."
"Zhang Chi, your accent doesn't sound like you're from Guangdong Province, and you're still seasick. You didn't prepare some seasickness medicine in advance. Where are you going on this trip?"
Feng Yi asked.
Zhang Chi gently stroked his stomach. It was obvious that he still had some gastrointestinal discomfort. After taking a few deep breaths, he said: "Mr. Feng is right. I am from Chu Province. I have never been on a boat since I was a child, and I never expected that such a thing would happen on a boat."
I feel so uncomfortable. If you hadn't taken action, I would have died before I could get out of the battle."
"oh?"
Feng Yijian raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Zhang Chi, you speak well, you seem to have read a book?"
These days, although the country is popularizing reading and literacy, this is a huge project and the results will not be seen in a short time. The poem Zhang Chi mentioned was written by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty to commemorate Zhuge Liang, which ordinary people cannot describe.
"To be honest with Mr. Feng, our Zhang family used to be a scholarly family, but unfortunately my grandfather was a landlord..."
Zhang Chi said with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "After the land confiscation, our family declined. No one in the family did heavy work before, and then we had to rely on ourselves for everything. Then came the disaster, and many of our family died of illness.
Starved to death, exhausted to death, and now I am the only one left.
Not only our family suffered, other families were in similar condition, and almost everyone in the town ran away.
I met Dazuiqiang while I was escaping. He said he could take us abroad to make a fortune, so I thought about it and followed him here."
He is also a poor man, Feng Yi sighed inwardly, but these days are not easy for anyone, everyone is struggling, and there are very few people who are as transcendent as him.
but--
"Who is this Big Mouth Qiang? Is he also one of your fellow villagers?"
Feng Yi couldn't help but ask.
He knew very well that among those old white men abroad, they didn't even consider the bottom of their country to be human, let alone the yellow-skinned Chinese. There were only a few good people who used the excuse of going abroad to make a fortune to win over people.
