After all, this little donkey can't swim, only toss in the water, and it is already a blessing that it does not sink into the water, but this swimming skill is really not complimentary. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the speed was slow, it was moving forward, and Yang Xianmao was anxious, expecting it to swim over quickly.

When they swam to the middle of the river, suddenly, Yang Xianmao keenly sensed that there were strange fluctuations in the water. After his body has been tempered by the true fire of yin and yang, it is not only extremely tough, but also extremely sensitive, but he can sense it whenever there is wind and grass. He sensed a huge object rushing towards them from more than a hundred feet downstream.

Yang Xianmao subconsciously turned his head to look downstream, and found that the water surface was indeed abnormally rippling, and the surface was very wide, accounting for most of the river.

Yang Xianmao was simply stunned, except for the Flood Desolation Divine Crocodile, he couldn't think of any other object that could approach from under the water so quickly. If it was really a desolate god crocodile, how could he defeat this demon?

Yang Xianmao has no effective means and methods of attack, only to avoid its edge.

Yang Xianmao immediately took out another black miasma pill and grabbed it, sent it to the water and pinched it violently, and the pill immediately emitted a huge and rich black thick mist, which soon enveloped hundreds of zhang in the upper and lower reaches of this river. The whole river was pitch black, and the surface of the river and the vicinity of the two rivers were all pitch black and smelly for hundreds of feet.

Yang Xianmao couldn't help but be overjoyed, originally worried that this pill would not work in the water, but now it seems that it can be eaten by land and water, and it is really powerful.

However, Yang Xianmao felt that the Flood Desolation Divine Crocodile continued to pounce on them, and although the river was not too wide, the Chiyang Donkey's swimming speed was too slow, and it was impossible to swim to the opposite bank before the Flood Desolate Divine Crocodile pounced in front of them.

Yang Xianmao's mind flashed the story of the old man he had heard from Princess Xuan'er to avoid this desolate crocodile, and he had dived into the water to swim away.

So, Yang Xianmao hugged the neck of the Chiyang donkey and pointed to the water.

The Chiyang donkey seemed to have understood Yang Xianmao's gestures, and immediately exhaled quickly, and his whole body immediately became like a scale, and he quickly sank to the bottom of the water with Yang Xianmao.

The whole river was pitch black, and the vision was equal to zero.

The Flood Desolate Divine Crocodile didn't know that Yang Xianmao and the others were actually sinking, and thought that they would continue to swim towards the river, so they opened their huge mouths and bit them in the general direction they had just had.

But there was nothing but a bite into the river.

It went crazy, biting from side to side, and went ashore and kept biting at the shore, sweeping with its huge tail, and rolling on the ground. It seems that this desolate god crocodile is not stupid, it knows that its huge body is a sharp weapon for attack, and if it is swept by its tail or its body rolls over and suppressed, it will be over.

But all this fell through, because Yang Xianmao had already sunk to the bottom of the water with the neck of the Chiyang donkey and floated down the river.

They floated out of the Heishui River, and drifted down a long way to the waterway, feeling that it was far enough, Yang Xianmao patted the neck of the Chiyang donkey and pointed to the water, and the Chiyang donkey immediately supported him and quickly floated to the surface.

Yang Xianmao looked upstream on the surface of the water, and saw that the black cloud in the distance with a radius of hundreds of zhang had become a small black spot, which looked very weird.

Yang Xianmao breathed a sigh of relief, pointed in the direction of Xuanzhou, and said to the Chiyang donkey: "Go ashore and escape quickly." At most, crocodiles can only swim on both sides of the river, and it is impossible to chase us, run. ”

The Chiyang donkey snorted, its four hooves swayed wildly in the water, and slowly approached the river, almost with a cup of tea, and then it reached the shore and went ashore, shaking the water.

Yang Xianmao slapped it on the ass and said, "At this time, you still have the heart to shake the water? Hurry up and run, run back to the city, and live first!"

The Chiyang donkey snorted, and its four hooves flew and galloped towards Xuanzhou.

On the way, Yang Xianmao was very glad that he had married Huang Qiaoqiao and got this small bag of black miasma pills from her, and played a key role in covering up his escape. There aren't many of them, so you can't use them indiscriminately.

On the way, Yang Xianmao was very strange, how did this crocodile know that he was running upstream, and how did he know that he would appear in that section of the river to swim over?

Could it be that the crocodile's dexterous sense of smell caused it to track them and quickly find their location? But the black gas emitted by the black miasma pill could block the nose's sense of smell even the keenest, so the crocodile could not find itself in the smoke before. Could it be that it broke out of the black mist and quickly found its own flavor to track it down?

Wrong!

Yang Xianmao immediately denied this speculation, and the big crocodile swam from the water, not from the shore to follow their taste. And the smell cannot be left in the water, it will be washed away by the current, and it cannot be traced. The Flood Desolate God Crocodile is swimming in the water, and it stands to reason that it is running on the shore by itself in the water, and it cannot smell its own body at all.

Comprehensively judging these two points, Yang Xianmao felt that this desolate god crocodile might not be tracking himself according to his smell.

So what is it?

Could it be that there is something in his body that is guiding him to track him?

Yang Xianmao looked himself up and down, and then looked at the Chiyang donkey, because it was only half a day away when he came, so everything was simple, and the food Yang Xianmao gave by Bao Erniang did not want, because the storage bag was basically full, and he was unwilling to use precious space to pack these.

Yang Xianmao used his mind to explore the contents of his storage bag to determine which one attracted the attention of the Flood Desolation God Crocodile. He found that he had no clue at all.

And at this moment, the Chiyang donkey had already run out of dozens of miles with him, and the terrifying roar of the Flood Desolate God Crocodile came from the direction of the river behind him.

It was this terrible roar that made Yang Xianmao's heart move. - He remembered the slightly smaller crocodile in his storage bag. Could it be that he killed the crocodile himself to attract the crocodile's revenge? Are these two desolate god crocodiles father and son, brother and sister, or husband and wife?

No matter which one it is, anyway, this desolate god crocodile is obviously following himself. He does not regard himself as a prey, but as an enemy, and he wants to put him to death as soon as possible. This is evidenced by the fact that it has tracked itself for dozens of miles to launch attacks.

Thinking of this, Yang Xianmao broke out in a cold sweat. If you mess with this guy, I'm afraid you won't have a good life.

He rode forward on a red sun donkey, and the speed was extremely fast, anyway, the crocodile would not be offshore for too long, as long as the farther away from the river, the safer it would be.

In the evening, he finally returned to his hometown of Xuanzhou.

Seeing him rush home on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Yang family was overjoyed, and Yang Mingde and his wife pulled him to ask for warmth.

Of course, Yang Xianmao didn't say that he encountered the Honghuang God Crocodile chasing and killing him twice on the road, for fear that the old man would be worried.

Also ecstatic about his return home were, of course, his two wives. They thought that their husbands would not be able to come back to join them on the night of the full moon.

Princess Xuan'er naturally lost her temper with Yang Xianmao, and blamed Yang Xianmao for throwing her down and running out by herself. But for the sake of the Mid-Autumn Festival with a full moon, it's good to be angry for a while, and happily celebrate the festival with Yang Xianmao.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon hangs high.

The Yang family gathered in the courtyard to admire the moon. The moonlight on this day was exceptionally bright.

The baby stopped crying, fell asleep quietly in his mother's arms, and someone next to him did not wake up when he spoke loudly, which made the family feel at ease for the holiday.

Because they knew that Yang Xianmao was likely to take the princess away soon after the festival to go on a medical tour, the family attached great importance to this Mid-Autumn Festival.

After Wen Xin drank a little rice wine, she was interested, spread the paper on the spot, made a picture of the moon with a pen, and inscribed a poem, which won a round of applause from everyone. It's a pity that the Yang family is not a generation of literary and ink Danqing, so they can't realize the beauty of calligraphy and painting, which makes Wen Xin feel a little regretful.

But she never paints to please others, not to get other people's appreciation. She gave this improvised calligraphy and painting to the Yang family.

Yang Mingde was very happy, he solemnly collected it, and asked a skilled craftsman to frame it and paste it on the middle hall.

Xuan'er liked the little guy very much, and originally wanted to tease the little guy, but after the little guy fell asleep, she sat there bored and listened to the adults.

When we talked late at night, my mother Zhang said to the crown princess: "You take the child back to the house and go to sleep first, it is late at night, the dew comes up, and I am worried that the child will be cold." ”

The princess agreed, and then took the child back to the house with the maid.

The crown princess said to Han Xue'e again: "Your body is inconvenient, don't sit with us for too long, just go back and rest." ”

The crown princess also agreed, got up and said goodbye and went back. Yang Mingde was very happy, before this, he could never have imagined that one day he would have such a big mansion, so much family wealth, and such a high honor, and two rooms of filial piety and daughter-in-law, and even his grandson, it was really a great relief to the old man, what was there not to be satisfied with? Naturally, he drank a little happier.

Yang Xianmao was also very happy, and was drinking cup after cup with his father, when he suddenly heard the maid running over in a panic, shouting all the way and saying: "Old lady, young master, it's not good, it's not good!"

Yang Mingde and the others were taken aback, and quickly got up and looked over, only to see the princess's maid rushing over with a panicked face, and almost fell down on the road, staggered and ran in front of them, and said, "Oh no, someone, someone snatched the little young master away!"

As soon as Yang Xianmao heard this, it was like five thunderbolts, and the whole person was stupid. Then he immediately reacted, and in a flash, he came to the maid, grabbed her arm, and asked urgently, "Where was the snatcher? Where did the child snatcher go?"

"It was in the young grandmother's room, and we had just returned to the room, and there were a few people sitting in the room. An old woman with snow-white hair, as soon as she raised her hand, the little young master in the young grandmother's arms flew towards her, and the young grandmother's whole body froze there and couldn't move at all, as if she had been under an evil spell. A little girl next to her sneered and said, her name is Wende, and she said Young Master, you know. If you want a child, let the young master and the snake fairy aunt go to the mass grave outside the city, only the two of you can go, you are not allowed to take anyone, let alone sue the official, if you want to take one more person, they will kill the little young master. ”

Yang Xianmao calmed down when he heard this, if it was other people who snatched the child, he didn't know the whereabouts, but was anxious, and now he knew that it was Princess Wende who snatched his child, so he had a whereabouts, and said a place for him to go, then there was a need to discuss, and now he had to calm down in order to deal with it calmly.