Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Erya followed the steps of the person in front of her closely, her pale and thin face showing a mixture of worry and curiosity.

She is not very old, but she has indeed been taught a lot by the hardships of life, among which reading people's expressions is not worth mentioning.

From her extremely limited vision and knowledge, the person walking slowly in front of her, not to mention how outstanding his figure and appearance were, just his pampered demeanor alone was so noble that she had no idea how noble he was.

Arya knew that if the other party could help her with just a little effort, perhaps they could pull her out of the quagmire. However, the kindness and fear in her heart prevented her from making any extraordinary requests.

The story of someone taking advantage of a noble person's temporary help to demand payment but bringing harm to the entire family is not uncommon in the Yanshan area.

"This is where?"

As Erya was staring at Jiang Ran's back and lost in thought, a somewhat abrupt question was raised.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then she realized what was going on and said, somewhat at a loss, "This is Yanshan."

"Yanshan." Jiang Ran looked up and repeated the sentence with a somewhat puzzled look on his face.

For some reason, Erya seemed to sense a hint of helplessness in these two simple words. She felt sympathetic and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"This river is called the Hunyan River."

She used her limited knowledge to name another landmark location, hoping that Jiang Ran would make a judgment based on it.

"Hunyan River...Yanshui River." Jiang Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, and after mumbling, he asked, "Do you know why this area of ​​water is called Hunyan River?"

This question seemed a bit beyond the scope, and Erya was unable to answer it for a moment.

After a short silence, the girl looked at the endless mountains in the distance, and suddenly she blurted out, "I remember when I was a child, my grandfather told me that every once in a while, the water flowing from the north of Yanshan Mountain would become particularly turbid."

"I don't know where these waters came from, and after they merged, they made the river water turbid, so people simply called it the Hunyan River."

The other side of Yanshan? Jiang Ran looked a little surprised.

He remembered that Yan Yuqing seemed to have said before that the Yan River flows into the Qingjiang River from the Qingshui River, and there is another river named Zhuoshui. Is there any connection between them?

Jiang Ran put aside this possible guess for the time being and asked casually, "Do you know what year it is now?"

Arya shook her head in confusion. She could not give a specific time, but she gave another answer. "I don't know which year it was, but I heard from hunters some time ago that the emperor has been replaced by a new person."

Emperor? Where did the emperor come from in this era? Jiang Ran couldn't help but turn around, trying to find traces of lying on Erya's face, but he only saw timidity and sincerity.

"The emperor changed, who was the one who died?"

Jiang Ran's stern eyes softened a little, and after waiting for Erya to adjust for a moment, he spoke in a calm tone.

"You're asking for your life!" Arya jumped up in fear when she heard that. After looking around furtively, she breathed a sigh of relief. "If someone heard this, they would definitely walk dozens of miles to report you in exchange for food."

Seeing Jiang Ran being unaware of anything, Erya felt frightened but also a little excited.

This was an era when officials were above everything else and could kill people at will. From childhood to adulthood, she had been taught to live an honest and dutiful life and not to leave the Yanshan area at will. She had never heard such bold words.

But if you ask yourself, in such a world and with such an emperor, there are so many people who want to curse but dare not. Erya did not think of reporting Jiang Ran to exchange for food. Instead, she wondered why this man was so different from others.

"I don't know who the new emperor is, but I heard someone mention the reign title of the previous emperor. I think it was Jia...Jiajing?"

When Erya met Jiang Ran's gaze, she subconsciously dodged it, but spoke out everything she knew in a low voice.

"Jiajing?" Even with Jiang Ran's great composure, he still couldn't help but gasp, "Emperor Shizong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the word "Ming" and Erya hurriedly yelled, "No, no, don't mention that word."

Jiang Ran was slightly startled, then reacted in an instant and couldn't help laughing: "Is it Jiajing or Jiaqing?"

"Yes! Jiaqing!" Erya wanted to clap her hands, but almost dropped the branch with the fish on it. She could only make a gesture with surprise in her eyes, wondering how the other party suddenly became so smart.

Little did Jiang Ran know that when he heard her say that she couldn't mention that word, he had already guessed that she had remembered the wrong name. Combining the context with a little thought, it was not difficult to find out who the emperor who died some time ago was.

Emperor Jiaqing had a low presence, but his father Emperor Qianlong was quite famous.

Jiang Ran didn't pay much attention to the history of the Qing Dynasty. He was not sure exactly when Jiaqing died, but he knew that Qianlong almost lived to the integer mark of 1800.

After Qianlong's death, the second emperor was Emperor Daoguang. The Opium War took place in 1840, which was the th year of Daoguang's reign.

In this way, it is easy to infer the year. Emperor Jiaqing died around 1820.

After deducing this result, Jiang Ran's emotional fluctuations did not subside at all. Whether it was Jiajing or Jiaqing, they all showed that he was inexplicably because the Gengshui killing situation had arrived -

Two hundred years ago.

This is not as simple as an ordinary year number. For a practitioner with a little common sense, crossing the long river of time is a terrifying thing.

No matter it is one hour, one day, one year or even longer, it is equivalent to a disguised reversal of time. Not to mention the cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, I am afraid that the real immortals above the Nine Heavens do not have such vast magical powers.

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

Jiang Ran's thoughts were interrupted by the girl's suddenly raised voice, "Look what's in my hand?"

Erya's home is actually just an old house with mud and wooden beams, which is worm-eaten and rat-gnawed, and dilapidated, but it looks like it has been there for quite a long time.

Standing at the door was an old man with a face full of dark wrinkles, leaning on a broken wooden cane, his gray hair stuck together, and his cloudy eyes only lit up a bit when they looked at Erya.

He did not respond to his granddaughter. Instead, he took a few trembling steps forward and knelt down in front of Jiang Ran with a plop.

"The old man pays his respects to the noble man."

The excited Erya lowered the branch she had held high with a slightly helpless look, and looked at Jiang Ran's profile in panic and fear, only then did she recall how rude her previous behavior was.

She shuddered all over as if she came back to her senses, and was about to kneel down and kowtow, imitating her grandfather's movements, but found that she could not kneel down no matter what she did.

Jiang Ran reached out and grabbed Erya's dirty collar, pulling her up to stand up straight, then looked at the old man nonchalantly: "I can't be called a noble, so you don't need to do such a great honor."

Yan Heiwa fled with the refugees to the Hunshui River area a few years ago and settled there, becoming a lawless savage. Although he suffered from hunger and fullness, he could at least survive.

I haven't met many people over the years. Occasionally I go to the nearby market to barter or buy something, but I am always very cautious and nervous. That's why I have lived safely to this age.

He knew very well that the young man Arya brought back was either rich or noble. If he was not careful, not only would he lose his life, but he might also lose the return.

Therefore, when he observed Jiang Ran's unfriendly expression, he was afraid that Erya had offended the noble man in some way, so he bowed down without thinking twice, trying to make up for it as much as possible.

Seeing that his persuasion had little effect, Jiang Ran understood what the old man was worried about. After thinking for a while, he reached out and patted the anxious Erya on the shoulder.

"Get up, Arya has done me some favors, so there's no need to test me in this way."

After saying these words, he added one more sentence when he saw that the old man's expression showed a bit of panic.

"When I find out the whole story, I will definitely benefit you two."