"Uncle Gu, stop."
Mo Hua immediately shouted.
Gu Changhuai stopped the boat, turned his head in confusion, and saw Mo Hua leaning over the side of the boat, sticking his head into the water, looking at something unknown.
At the same time, Mo Hua lowered his voice and quietly called out:
"Little Silver Fish~"
The Mistwater River was a jade-like expanse, its depths invisible.
After a while, a glint of silver flashed across the surface, and a small, thin fish, almost imperceptible, swam up.
"Benefactor, I’m here..."
It wagged its tail joyfully.
It really was the Little Silver Fish!
Mo Hua’s expression lit up with delight, then he asked in confusion: "Weren’t you in the small fishing village? How did you end up here?"
The Little Silver Fish said something, but its voice was so faint that it was hard to make out.
Mo Hua leaned his head closer to the water’s surface and only then heard the Little Silver Fish’s soft voice saying:
"...Thanks to you, benefactor... I have a shrine to reside in, offerings to fill my belly, and incense to nurture my spirit. I am much better now."
"The River God’s authority has also recovered somewhat, allowing it to merge with the Mistwater River, but the authority is still weak, and the range of activity is limited..."
"This section of the river is near the small fishing village."
"I sensed your presence while enjoying the incense in the small fishing village, so I swam over to see you..."
The Little Silver Fish swam back and forth in the water before Mo Hua, occasionally splashing water, indeed looking much more lively.
Mo Hua nodded.
So that’s how it is...
The nearby Mistwater River routes were intricate and confusing, difficult to navigate, and he hadn’t expected this place to be so close to the small fishing village.
But thinking about it, it seemed reasonable.
The Water Yama led the group of Evil Cultivators to destroy the Yu Family’s water fortress, and they also chased Elder Yu near the small fishing village.
So the place where they were stationed should not be far from the small fishing village either.
Xia Canonical Official saw Mo Hua leaning at the edge of the boat, head close to the water, muttering who knows what, and couldn’t help but ask in confusion:
"Mo Hua, who are you talking to?"
Because her Divine Sense hadn’t undergone Dao Hua, she couldn’t see the Little Silver Fish.
Mo Hua turned his head, put his finger to his lips as if to say "shhh," and whispered:
"Sister Xia, keep your voice down, I’m chatting with the Little River God..."
The Little Silver Fish’s voice was very soft; a little noise and he wouldn’t be able to hear it.
Xia Canonical Official: "..."
Her train of thought momentarily drifted, unable to understand what Mo Hua was talking about.
What Little River God?
Xia Canonical Official glanced at the water surface, but there was nothing there.
She also glanced at Mo Hua, frowning.
A perfectly good child, why suddenly so strange...
On the other hand, Gu Changhuai was already used to seeing such things.
It’s just that...
Gu Changhuai’s gaze slightly narrowed.
He couldn’t tell if Mo Hua was telling the truth or if he just made up an excuse to fool them.
Based on his understanding of Mo Hua, both scenarios were possible.
Mo Hua knew things that ordinary cultivators didn’t, could see things others couldn’t, so Gu Changhuai wasn’t actually surprised.
If Mo Hua were lying and making stuff up, he wouldn’t be surprised either.
Mo Hua definitely wasn’t lying.
At this moment, he leaned over the side of the boat and softly asked, "Little Silver Fish, do you know the way?"
The Little Silver Fish nodded, "I know all the nearby waters."
"Then do you know if there are any water bandits nearby?"
"What’s a water bandit?" The Little Silver Fish wagged its tail curiously, "Is it a Water Demon?"
"No," Mo Hua thought for a while and replied, "It’s a human, and a bad person at that, carrying a bloody aura with killing taints on their hands."
After Mo Hua said this, the Little Silver Fish got excited and nodded repeatedly.