Taoist chanting

"Lezi, shut that stinky mouth for me."

The other two boatmen were so panicked that they wanted to cover their companions' mouths with mud and weeds, and they would cause trouble at critical times.

Their boatmen are lowly in business, belonging to the low class, and they are inferior to others.

They wanted to settle the matter by asking for compensation. After such a big accident, they were scolded and punished several times. They had no complaints. As long as they were not arrested and beheaded, they would be better off alive than dead.

"Brother Shuitong, if you want to say something, don't say it...we're all going to die, they don't make sense..."

"Is there any reason for your boat to capsize? Listen to it, this bastard bastard has a reason to pay his mother back if he kills someone. Death is the most important thing. Didn't your parents teach you?"

"Hit him!"

"To kill them."

"You can't take advantage of them, and beat that bastard first."

A group of angry boat passengers, especially a few young and strong, swarmed up and beat and kicked the young boatman who dared to reason with them. It's not a big deal, usually on the river, when encountering peers robbing business, as long as the boss of the boat gives an order, he can beat it with a bamboo pole.

Two of them were Lian Jiazi, who kicked in the air several times in a row, but couldn't hit the boatman who dared to be reasonable. They were so annoyed that they punched the other two boatmen who couldn't fight back. I was also worried that if the beating was severe, the boatman would violently injure others.

The second senior brother saw that the stuttering boatman was very skilled, he was good at wielding a long stick and a spear from his footwork and gestures, he shouted: "Everyone stop!"

After listening for so long, he understood what caused the accident.

Thirty miles of Shuiqiu Beach on the Yaoxi River, the water is rough, the waves are high, the hidden reefs are densely covered, and there are many sharp bays, the time is late, the sky is dark, no matter how experienced the boat boss is, he dare not take risks on the boat, it is impossible, but when he meets a greedy and a urging If you are in a hurry, you will die.

Daluanquan's boat passengers didn't dare to be too presumptuous, muttering and cursing, they sat down to warm up the fire again.

The young boatman helped up the two companions with bruised noses, swollen noses and bleeding noses, complained and scolded in a low voice, and bowed to thank the god in the night sky without saying a word.

The second senior brother waved his hand, and was about to turn around to leave, when he saw the boatman raised his head and reflected his face under the firelight, he was stunned.

Why does it look familiar?

Strange, the more you look at the eyebrows and eyes, the more familiar they seem.

The second senior brother floated down from the sky to the shore, beckoned the surprised young boatman to approach, and asked in a low voice, "What's your name? Where's your name from?"

"Come back to your senses... Lord Immortal, the humble name of the villain is Zhang Wenle... a native of Baiyun County, Wanglong County."

The young boatman was half a head taller than the second senior brother, and answered cautiously and obviously nervously, not daring to raise his head.

The second senior brother was stunned for a while, no wonder he felt familiar with the childish face of the boatman. It was a coincidence that he was from the old Zhang family, and he was of the same generation. He hurriedly asked: "What is your father's name?" ?”

Baiyun County, Wanglong County is on the upper reaches of the Yaoxi River, at least 300 miles away by water.

If he met the same clan by accident, he would definitely have to intervene in the big troubles that the boatman would encounter. The boat capsized and the man died.

If those angry ship merchants used money, the consequences would be unpredictable.

The young boatman whispered: "I don't have a father." Maybe he was worried about offending the gods, so he quickly added: "My mother never told me what my father's name is, so I'm not allowed to ask. When I was young, I heard someone say it once in a while. What a flat shot."

When he said these words, he spoke very neatly, without stuttering at all.

The second brother's mind is like five thunders, it can't be such a coincidence, can it?No way! !

Old Lame Uncle had a gangster name in Jianghu a long time ago, he was called "Ping Gunzhang", a very vulgar nickname for a common man, every time he drank, he had to listen to Lame Uncle repeat it a few times, he was so famous that his ears were almost callused.

After all, the second senior brother is a steady person, he is not the kind of donkey who is restless, he would like to let the whole world know by his loud voice for some big event, he suppressed his excitement, smiled and said: "I think you are good at your hands, and you can use it with your own hands." A gun? Show me a few shots."

He stretched out his hand to grab firewood from the fire pile seven or eight feet away, took two pieces of firewood, and twisted them against each other while holding the firewood with both hands.

Handed the eight-foot wooden stick to the surprised young boatman.

The young boatman looked at the gentle and encouraging eyes of the fairy, without any malice, which made him feel trust and closeness. For many years, he was wandering alone to survive. It is to eat a piece of fatty meat slices to fill your stomach.

He almost didn't remember that there was such a look in the world that made him "like a spring breeze".

The boatman's nose was sore, his eyes were almost red, he quickly took the stick, stabilized his mood, and used the stick that didn't fit his hand as a gun, and pierced a few spears into the gaps in the trees, listening to the words of the gods "Green Dragon Presenting its Claws", "High Hanging Siping Spear", "Zhong Siping Spear", and "Iron Bull Cultivating Land Spear" will come out one by one, which is quite satisfactory.

The Zhongping spear has been widely spread, and there are many warriors who know this spear skill in the world.

A good gun master must have a unique understanding of some of these moves.

The second senior brother suddenly said: "Turn back to the horse and spear!"

"Shua", the boatman turned his wrist and stabbed the stick backwards on the trunk of the miscellaneous tree. His body was like a full moon, and his speed was as fast as lightning.

The expressions on the faces of the boatmen who were watching over the fire changed, the blow was too fierce.

They naturally saw that the gods had favored the boatman, looked at each other, and sighed secretly.

The second senior brother repeatedly said, "Okay, good, it's not bad", the old lame uncle's back carbine is like this, but compared to the lame uncle's old-fashioned and vicious, the boatman is more masculine and domineering, and he healed only after seeing the boatman The wound broke open again, and blood flowed out. He quickly took out clean water to help the boatman wash it, applied the medicine powder, and then carefully wrapped it with cloth strips.

The donkey, who was idle on the river, saw the excitement here, and jumped onto the bank with a few vertical leaps.

Stretching out the nose to sniff at the boatman, isn't it strange?

Why is the second senior brother smiling like he picked up the treasure?

Is it because it has a bad nose, or because the second senior brother's eyes are dirty?Ordinary mortal, is there anything to look at?

The second senior brother took out a pen and paper from the Sumeru space, wrote a few lines, put it in a bamboo tube and sealed it mysteriously, stuffed it into the donkey's mouth, and said with a smile: "Please go home and take this Give it to the lame uncle, and carry him along."

This is a big event, a big happy event!

The old lame uncle committed crimes.

Chapter 349

The surface of the water suddenly roared with huge waves, "boom", "boom", several consecutive sprays rushed out of the river.

Under the water, it boiled violently like boiling water, and the impact caused by the lowering spell disappeared in the torrent.

Zhang Wenfeng's eyes became extremely sharp, veins appeared in his right hand holding the Hunran sword, and the sleeve of his left hand waved to disperse the splash of water rushing towards him. movement below.

The second senior brother took out two bags of preserved fruit and dried meat and asked the boatman named Zhang Wenle to distribute them to all the people who warmed up by the fire. He chopped down trees to make firewood, built a new bonfire, and warmed up with the returning boatmen. Eat some dry biscuits and jerky he stored in Xumi space, fill his stomach, chat and ask about the life of the boatmen.

Hearing movement from the water below, the second senior brother got up and patted the shoulder of the boatman who got up after him, and said with a smile: "There is a temple master, everything will be fine, you warm up by the fire, I'll go and have a look."

Leaping vertically to the bottom of the cliff of thirty or forty feet, he disappeared from the sight of the boatman.

The young boatman held a cloth bag of dry cakes fried with fine flour and large oil, and braised pork jerky. Looking at the dark cliffs several feet away, he felt very unreal, like a dream. He didn't recover?

Master Immortal didn't have any malice towards him, he just didn't understand why he had to be so kind to him?

When I went to deliver food just now, except for one person who would rather be hungry and didn't want it, everyone else accepted it, not for his face, but for the face of the immortal master.

The two boatmen over there hurriedly got up and ran over, bowed their waists, and the blind man could see that the immortal master appreciated the joy of having a shit luck, and seeing the hope of survival, they gathered together and talked in a low voice.

The second senior brother drew his sword in his hand, paying attention to the movement of the water surface, and did not disturb the temple master.

Underwater battles should be intense, with blood spilling to the surface.

The two can't help, they can only wait on the top and be ready to respond at any time, they are more anxious than going into the water to fight by themselves.

Someone flew from the northeast, saw several fires, and shouted loudly: "Guanzhu Zhang, Feng is late."

The second senior brother hurriedly flew into the air to meet Feng Chengyun who had arrived, explained in a low voice, landed near the water surface, guarded in three directions, and moved from time to time following the direction of the turbulence of the river below.

"They're coming out, be careful not to accidentally injure them!"

Zhang Wenfeng transmitted the sound to the two, and he used his spiritual sense to detect the movement three feet below the water, and followed his words.

"Wow!" Chen Qingqiao rushed out of the water with a gourd in his left hand and a sword in his right. His robe was torn in several places, his left shoulder was bloody and his face was blue. Unfortunately, he was injured again.

Under the dazzling light, two figures rushed out from the water. Shi Huai'an was holding a nearly two-foot-long catfish in his hand. There was a fatal wound on the top of the catfish's huge head. The four whiskers were drooping, and it had long lost its vitality. .

The glazed water jacket on Yue Anyan's body does not get wet, and the light quickly fades after getting out of the water.

A white silk thread in her hand disappeared into the cuff, and quickly flew to the side of the temple master.

I feel a little regretful in my heart, if it wasn't for Chen Qingqiao not being able to hold on, they would have teamed up to kill the water demon that entered the trap just now, and her several treasures are quite useful, but unfortunately the success fell short, the water demon escaped from Guanzhu Chen's direction, and then There is little hope of finding slippery monsters in the waters.

Feng Chengyun was pleasantly surprised: "The three worked hard to get rid of one evil. Under the water, fish spirits and water demons are not aggressive."

Shi Huai'an laughed dryly: "This monster was killed by Zhang Guanzhu earlier, we failed to get rid of the other one, and picked up the monster that sank to the bottom of the water."

Glancing at the injured Chen Qingqiao, he was so depressed that he didn't get all the credit for his good work.

If Zhang Guanzhu can go into the water, with Zhang Guanzhu's terrifying combat power, he will definitely not give the monster a chance to escape.

Of course, if Guanzhu Zhang could go into the water, they would have nothing to do with them, and they would not be summoned.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced around for a while, but saw no trace of the water monster, knowing that the monster would not show up for a while, he said: "Go up and rest first, Guanzhu Chen,

How are you?Do you need healing pills? "

Chen Qingqiao's disadvantage is that the magic weapon on his body is not good enough. He used to have a "Black Weaving Clothes", a water heritage treasure, which was damaged in the battle to kill Wuxiu in Xihe Town, otherwise he would not have become a drag.

He understood that Zhang Guanzhu said this to excuse him, and shook his head with a wry smile: "The injury doesn't matter..."

"Okay, let's go up first, and then think of a way to kill the water demon."

Zhang Wenfeng interrupted what Chen Qingqiao was saying, and smiled gently. He and Chen Qingqiao, who were plagued by bad luck, were old friends, and he couldn't bear to see his old friend blame himself.

"Bang", Shi Huai'an threw the sticky and greasy catfish essence on the pile of rocks on the shore, and said in thought: "How about I send a message to Xie Protector, please send him to the capital, and ask the water patrol and rain master to come? After serious injuries, it will crazily retaliate and attack ships in the water, traveling hundreds of miles up and down, we can't prevent it at all."

Zhang Wenfeng was also a bit big-headed. After letting the tiger go back to the mountain and let the tiger escape, it would be very difficult to catch the tiger.

Moreover, the water and rain inspectors are invited to come, and the time cannot be delayed. By tomorrow morning, many ships have already suffered.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, wait a moment, I'll ask someone to come and try it out."

Zhang Wenfeng could only give a message to the earth spirit with the attitude of giving it a try. The earth spirit is an old monster more than 500 years ago. Even if it only recovers to the third level, its knowledge is far beyond theirs. Maybe there is a way to deal with the underwater monsters ?

For a monk in the Freedom Realm, it would be difficult to find the trace of the water demon without the treasure-detecting treasures specially used by the patrolling water and rain masters.

Everyone guessed who Zhang Guanzhu was inviting, so they all waited on the shore.

It will take time for the other cultivators from the Daolu branch of the county seat and the county government officials to arrive.

The second senior brother saw that he was free, so he sent a voice transmission to the temple master and Yue Anyan, and briefly explained what happened to Zhang Wenle. The two were greatly surprised. The picture below is already [-]% believed.

Uncle Lame's leg is said to be a tendon broken by a woman. The love and hatred in it are very chewy.

Zhang Wenfeng asked the second senior brother and Yue Anyan to accompany the others. He sat by the fire, called the dark-faced and somewhat reserved boatman to sit down, and said with a smile: "Before dark, I picked up a boatman with a person's foot hanging from the water. The thin and tall one, is that you?"

"It's a villain, thank God... Master Immortal for saving his life."

"Don't call me Master Immortal, just call me Guanzhu. You are good at swimming. You can still surface in strong winds and waves even if your feet are entangled. Well, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune. Don't worry about it."

Zhang Wenfeng chatted with Huatou to relieve the nervousness of the boatmen.

He guessed that the old lame uncle was able to reunite with his family. Maybe Mo Ye was responsible for this?

Yaoyao Mingming, mysterious and mysterious, who can tell clearly.

After chatting for a while, the earth spirit in a khaki short robe quietly appeared nearby, Zhang Wenfeng got up and walked aside, told the matter to the earth spirit, and asked if there was any way for the earth spirit to find the trace of the escaped water demon?

Originally, I thought it was not a big deal that could not be handled, so I didn't need to trouble Tu Ling to come forward.

Now that human life is at stake, what should be troubled still has to be troubled, and we can't just sit back and watch mortals' lives regardless of being afraid of trouble.

Tu Kun nodded slightly to the salutations of the others, without raising his face as if others owed him money, his eyes fell on the catfish spirit, and said: "I'll try with the blood of this monster, if it doesn't work , please ask Gao Ming again."

Since he was promoted to the third level, he has added many small formations to the second and outer formations of the Taoist temple gate, especially the one at the back mountain. Uncover the whereabouts of the bronze lamp.

Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands and asked the earth spirit to let go.

Tu Kun took half a jar of sticky catfish essence blood, cast black magic on it, flew to the river far away, poured the sticky black blood in the bowl into the water along the way, and poured it all the way downstream, his figure disappeared under the drizzle night middle.

Everyone was not greeted, so it was inconvenient to go to watch, and waited on the river bank.

The law enforcement guards from the county arrived, followed by a number of good yamen servants. They were instructed face-to-face by the head of the courtyard to conduct simple questioning of the surviving boat passengers and boatmen.

The second senior brother gave a gentle smile to the rather nervous young boatman.

Is the old lame uncle coming soon?

Chapter 350 New Discoveries

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the difference between the three of Xianlingguan and the mortal boatman. Feng Chengyun is exquisite in everything, and the city is deep. Preliminary interrogation.

The night was like a cover, and the sky was icy cold and rainy.

Beside the several fires, from time to time, the sad and speechless sobs of the passengers and the low-pitched reprimands of the yamen servants could be heard.

A donkey brayed in the distance, and the three of Zhang Wenfeng turned their heads to look north. A black steed donkey flew over in the darkness. The old lame man jumped from the back of the donkey to the ground with a complex look on his old face, holding the iron rod in his right hand. , Can't wait to ask: "Brother Feng, where is he? How is he injured?"

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Don't worry, he has great fortune and fate, only some flesh and blood injuries."

Looking towards Feng Chengyun, who was looking over, he bowed his hand and signaled that the county magistrate should take care of it now, and it would be inconvenient for him to call someone over on his behalf.