Chapter 157: Sinking Wood (Part II)

In less than half a moment, the strong men who went into the water jumped out of the water one after another. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Without exception, each person carried a log stake in their arms that had been knocked over by the water for many years.

There were boos from the crowd of onlookers.

I thought it was!

The result is a piece of wood!

No matter how big this wood is, isn't it just a piece of wood!?

"Huh-"

The masses were quite dismissive.

Hu Qiba was the last to run ashore, not holding the wood in his hands, his two hands panting and dragging and coughing violently, with an expression of vowing to cough out the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, after coughing, his face once again showed a delicate balance between "Lao Tzu almost drowned in the water" and "Fortunately, Lao Tzu grabbed the rope firmly hahaha".

In view of the fact that Hu Qiba's facial expressions were too rich, Tan Sheng couldn't understand whether this young man was afraid of lingering palpitations or ecstatic for the rest of his life.

Either way, it doesn't look fancy at all.

At least it doesn't look high-end without the coffin faces of the strong little brothers in front of them.

The strong men in front of them all had a straight face, and the tiger was vigorous, splashing the river half a person high.

In the splash, the bulging flesh on the arms loomed.

"Wow-"

Tan Sheng heard the exclamation of a village woman behind him.

Tanyu also wanted to "wow".

However, Tan Sheng looked down at the peach wood sword in his hand and the incense burner in front of him, and after thinking about it, he still forgot it, and regarded it as accumulating virtue for the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable.

The contrast is so stark, it seems that Hu Qiba is very inferior.

Hu Qiba probably also found out, but he really wanted to raise his arms and save the decline.

How...

cough cough cough...

Then there is no one under the water!

It's muddy, dirty, and a lot of dead fish and rotten shrimp!

The few mouthfuls of river water that he accidentally choked on his chest were so foul that they were like gnawing on a dead corpse.

Can't think, can't think...

Hu Qiba's face turned pale, and if he thought about it again, he would vomit again...

The tough guys came ashore at a gallop, and placed the stumps in front of Tan Sheng in turn, but before Tan Sheng could say anything, he heard a mocking voice behind him, "The good omen in the girl's mouth is these stacks of wood? Tsk tsk... This wood is almost destroyed by the river, isn't it just ordinary oak at first glance!?"

Tansheng turned around and nodded, "As you said, this is indeed oak. ”

"What's so valuable!" The one who spoke was an old man in his fifties, with blistered eyes, hooked nose, chicken mouth and ears, and at first glance he was a person who was rampant and domineering in the countryside and was not treated well, and the uncle sneered, "The little girl has no ability and loves to coax people, or not!"

Tan Sheng nodded again, "I don't have the ability to coax people, it's really unacceptable." ”

"Then take your incense burner and roll the edge!" The uncle was not afraid of the big thing when he saw the excitement, and made a fuss, "Big guy is making a fuss!

No one responded.

Tan Sheng looked at the old man with an indifferent expression.

Some people are old and fine, and some people are old and strange.

This old man and Mrs. Zhao both belong to the latter.

Probably all of them were bad when they were young, and they insisted on being bad until they were old.

Such an old man is not worthy of respect.

Tan Sheng lowered his eyebrows, put the peachwood sword on the side of the table, and replaced it with a dagger that had just been bladed.

The golden light inside is revealed!

"Old man, please use your barren mind to think for a moment, will the oak sink into the water?" Tan Sheng asked softly with a cold face.

The old man opened his mouth and found that there was nothing to say, and he buried his head in the crowd.

Tan Sheng unfolded the oak that had been split in half and held it high, and the huge gold ingots were filled with oak cores one by one, and because they were hidden in the center of the oak, the gold was still in good condition, only the edges and corners were rounded.

Gold Ingots!!

It's a gold ingot!

The crowd is boiling!

Zhao Xian got up suddenly, rushed up, broke the piece of wood, and the gold ingots poured out with a bang!

Zhao Xian was about to cry.

This is the best thing he has encountered since entering Beijing!

"Jiang... What's in the river?!" Zhao Xian's hand shaking the wooden block.

The strong man in the lead looked at Zhao Xian with deep eyebrows, did not answer, and turned his head to look at Tan Sheng.

Tan Sheng was so moved that he almost cried.

This strong man only listens to her!!

Officer's mother!!

Do you see it!!

There is a sense of pride in raising a group of tough guys and thugs!!

Tan Sheng roared in his heart, his face was expressionless, and he replied in a cold voice: "There is a large shipwreck in the river, this ship weighs ten thousand weights, the mast and deck are made of fine basswood, beech wood and yellow sandalwood, and the tung oil varnish is painted, so even if this ship has been precipitated in the water for nearly a hundred years, it is still intact. Tan Sheng looked up at the tough guy, "Am I right?"

Xu Shi was surprised, his eyelids jumped, this Zhao girl was amazing!

"Yes, there's a big ship underwater. Xu Shiyan was concise, "The water is muddy and fast, and I can't see it very clearly, but I may see that it is indeed a big ship sinking at the bottom of the river, and these logs are floating in the current." ”

Tan Sheng turned his head again, looked at the people who were getting closer and closer, and said loudly, "The east bank of the Jiang River is built by the mountains, and the aura is pressing. The scale of this shipwreck is huge, it takes a long time, it gathers the efforts of thousands of craftsmen, and it has collected the century-old aura of the Jiang River Valley, and if there is a ship that wants to press on its head, it depends on whether it agrees or not!"

Tan Sheng was righteous and awe-inspiring, and everyone was terrified when he heard it.

It seems that there is a saying that it is easy to be evil when you receive the things of people's spiritual beliefs every day... Looking at those old jades, ordinary people can't hold it down at all!

Can...

"According to the girl's meaning, could it be that this big ship has become a spirit!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Tan Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Who told you that only living creatures can become spirits!? The pipa essence and jade essence in ancient books are all spiritual creatures that have been transformed into spiritual creatures after thousands of years! Ignorant and fearless, this big ship has sunk at the bottom of the river for several years, nourished by the spiritual energy of the Jiang River and the dragon vein, and sometimes sacrificed flesh and blood, so why is it difficult to turn into a big ship spirit!?"

"The man who went into the water just now all went ashore safely, if he really became a spirit, how could he tolerate others encroaching on his territory!"

"That's it!"

"We've lived here for more than 100 years, and we've never heard of a ship that big sinking like that!"

"Whoa!

There was a lot of talking.

Tan Sheng raised the peachwood sword in his hand high, the tip of the sword facing the eyes of the group of spectators, and the point of the sword suddenly became quiet.

Tan Sheng's eyes were calm, but he looked slightly fierce.

"They were able to go ashore safely and soundly, just because the Dao people spent half their lives cultivating, and they broke the formation of the big ship at the beginning!"

"If you knew that there were so many gold ingots on the boat in this river, I am afraid that the mast of this big ship would have been dismantled by you!"

"The people of this Dao have exhausted their energy to break through this maze, and now the facts are in front of them, and no one can be trusted!"

Tan Sheng slammed the peachwood sword back to his chest, as if he had suffered an internal wound in his chest, and his eyes were sad.

"The world is hard, why do you live peacefully and joyfully, just because someone carries a heavy load!"

Tan Sheng's tone was raised, and his voice was choked.

A compassionate Taoist was born.

The official's mother buried her head in her sleeves and played with her fingers.

It's not over yet.

There's chicken stewed on the stove!

The official's mother thought.