Meng Zhaolin also returned the salute with his fists and said happily: "Okay, good, the two of you have worked hard." He was not busy getting on the boat, and said coldly to the few people behind him: "Get on the boat, get on the boat, cross the river, and you'll arrive!"www.biquge.info

Da Po glanced at Fu Yibo, with hesitation in his eyes, Xiao Ai didn't notice it, looking at the two people standing on the deck left and right, their bodies were straight, their arms were strong, and they had strong internal strength when they spoke, not like ordinary people, although they felt that things were a little strange, but Ye Zong was determined to die, and he couldn't take care of too much, so he patted Da Po's shoulder and said, "Come on board." As he spoke, he went up the stairs and reached the deck.

Fu Yibo hesitated for a moment, then suddenly clenched his fists and said, "Miss Chu, who else is in the painting boat?" After speaking, he felt that it was not appropriate, and added: "The young man is highly poisonous, and I am afraid that there will be too many people and disturb the rest." ”

Xiao Ai looked back and replied, "There is no one else, come up quickly, the wind is strong on the river." After she said this, Meng Zhaolin said unhappily: "What, don't get on the boat soon!" The two of them went up the stairs with confidence.

The two subordinates took the stairs, the painting boat drove slowly on the river, the smoke on the river became bigger and bigger, and the dense forest buildings on the shore also became a blurred cloud of dirty ink, if it were not for the mountains looming in the distance, it was really difficult to distinguish the world at this time, the clothes of several people were quickly soaked in fog and water, and the two subordinates standing on the deck had not moved like statues after the word they said at the beginning of the boat, and even their clothes had not floated in the river breeze, Xiao Ai knew that this painting boat was not normal, and he didn't ask much, and when Da Po got on the boat, he hurriedly and carefully helped Ye Zongzhu to go to the small hall。

The hall is very clean, it is made of fine wood, exuding a faint fragrance, in addition to a few pots of common flowers, it is a gold silk embroidered drapery, presumably there should be tables, chairs, tea and the like, Fu Yibo squinted at Meng Zhaolin, saw that his face was covered with a layer of cold frost, and thought: "When did this person come to the gold and silver, how could he afford to rent such an expensive painting boat, in addition to the two subordinates on the deck, there must be someone else on the ship!" asked with a smile: "Such a beautiful painting boat, it must need a lot of silver, right?"

"Hmph!" Meng Zhaolin's eyes shone with cold light, and he said unhappily, "Are you laughing at me for not being able to rent a broken boat?"

Fu Yibo said: "Where, where, I just think it's ......" Before the words were finished, Meng Zhaolin snorted angrily: "No, what is it?" The two are similar, the difference is what Meng Zhaolin identified, even if he explains it again, it will only make him more determined in his thoughts, and the two of them have no desire to speak again.

Xiao Ai opened the curtain, there was a bald and hunched old man sitting inside, Da Po and Xiao Ai were stunned, the old man was concentrating on a game of chess alone, a small incense burner was burning on a delicate high stool, curling smoke, on the side of the head, seeing a few people, got up and said: "Come, please inside." His voice was so harsh that if you didn't listen closely, you couldn't hear what he was saying.

Little Ayton felt familiar, thought for a moment, remembered that it was the "Dao Gong" in Yuan Qingxi's mouth, and his heart sank, I didn't know why this person was here, I only heard Meng Zhaolin smile, and stepped forward and said: "The junior has encountered some trouble on the road, and I ask Dao Gong for your bearing." The word "trouble" appropriately separates his relationship with Xiao Ai.

This person has reached the age of antiquity, and there is no difference between him and an ordinary old man in the mountains, Xiao Ai doesn't understand why Meng Zhaolin is so polite to him, and what makes her even more puzzled is how Meng Zhaolin can have dealings with the people of "Eight Immortal Village".

Fu Yibo's face changed slightly, and he thought: "There are really other people hidden here, looking at this old man's sallow face, full body folds, and ordinary clothes, he must have no martial arts, but since Meng Zhaolin is so polite to him, he must be not small, he is playing alone, I think there should be something extraordinary." He also stepped forward and saluted with his fists: "The junior Fu fights, and I have heard the name of the Taoist for a long time." ”

Xiao Ai sneered in her heart and sneered: "I have never heard of this old man, I have only seen it once in the 'Eight Immortals Village', he is the ancestor of Yuan Qingxi, when did he become your ancestor?"

Fu Yibo's brows furrowed suddenly, "On someone else's boat, and the words are so ugly, I'm afraid this thief girl doesn't want to live." Immediately smiled again and said, "Miss Chu is really good at joking." Saying that, he took a step back, thinking that if this person was really from the "Eight Immortals Village", then Hong Ling should also be on the boat, she was on the boat, and things became more complicated, so it was better not to be here, and his eyes fell on a closed wooden door at the back of the painting boat.

Meng Zhaolin shouted: "You girl, you are really bold, do you know who is standing in front of you, senior Daogong, you actually speak wildly, if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful of your head!" In fact, he didn't know what this old man was capable of.

"You are acting majestic in front of this old man, why, do you think I will be afraid of you? Miss Ben is too lazy to bother with you, my brother has been poisoned by you, you better think about how to get the antidote faster, instead of showing off your ability to pat on the back here!" Xiao Ai helped Ye Zongju, pushed open the innermost wooden door, and walked in.

Da Po put Ye Zongdu on the bed, this bedroom has windows open on all sides, hanging pearl shells, making a clanging sound in the wind, Da Po looked around, there was nothing suspicious, so he covered the door, walked out, nodded to Fu Yibo, and signaled that there was no one else.

Meng Zhaolin has lived for so long, how can he have suffered such an insult, he still cares about her in front of the Dao Gong who he thinks is the most amazing, showing that he is narrow-minded, embarrassed women, and doesn't care, this breath is really unbearable, his face is like being slapped by someone, red to the root of his ears, Fu Yibo laughed in his heart, and quickly explained: "Miss Chu has always been rude, even the Corpse King let her a little, she is spoiled." ”

Meng Zhaolin smiled: "How can I not get along with a junior, let alone the daughter of the Corpse King." He deliberately said "the daughter of the corpse king" loudly, but it was just an excuse to excuse himself and not embarrass himself too much.

"The old man has lived for decades, and he is not famous in the rivers and lakes, and this time he came out, just to play in the mountains and rivers and drive away loneliness, so don't be too restrained. Dao Gong said, his face was calm, and he didn't fight between words, for Meng Zhaolin, Fu Yibo and the two poured a cup of tea each: "Qingxi wants me to pick you up, I'll come over." The words were unclear, Fu Yibo didn't understand what he was talking about, guessing that he was letting himself drink water, and seeing that Meng Zhaolin was not unusual, he was also relieved.

The river darkened, the white smoke turned into black fog, Xiao Ai woke up leisurely on the bed, she didn't understand why she suddenly fell asleep, seeing that Ye Zongju was still asleep, she pushed open the door, the small hall was empty, thinking that several people should go to sleep separately, leaning in the aisle of the painting boat, a pair of eyes wandered lazily, from the moment she saw Daogong, she understood that she had entered the wolf's den again, thinking about it soon to see Hongling's face was meaningless, especially the night crow's "bloody Gu" , A chill suddenly rose in his heart, and he looked back at Ye Zongju, who was lying on the bed, and sighed again and again.

"Those two people stood there, motionless, bored. "Looking at the two subordinates on the deck, I feel that there is really no need to work so hard for people to live.

The painting boat sailed into a dark water forest, in the night teeth and claws, uneven, a few crows cries and cries, it sounds extremely desolate, the black fog rolls, in the painting boat around the layers of shrouded, at this time, the black, like being covered into a coffin alive, makes people feel hairy.

Suddenly, a black wind swept in from the dense forest, the night wind howled, the painting boat was filled with wind, with water droplets, lanterns swaying, hanging curtains dancing, and even the corner of the wall did not know what object "bang" on the ground into slag, a bad smell came pungently, guessing that it was an oil lamp or something, the originally bright painting boat became dark, and then, "squeak", this sound, like someone accidentally stepped on the debris.

"Who is there?" Xiao Ai took off a lantern, looked through the light, and broke a clay oil lamp in the faint and weak light, at this time, the people on the deck should rush over, Xiao Ai raised his eyes and looked, the deck was empty, the two people seemed to be swept away by this black wind, even Fu Yibo, Da Po, Meng Zhaolin and others were nowhere to be seen, Xiao Ai was flustered, thinking of Ye Zongdu, turned around and was about to enter the house, but "bang" bumped into a soft object, and was scared "Ah" There was a bang, and when I stared, it was a pair of big eyes that shone brightly.

The eyes narrowed, coughed twice, and said weakly: "What are you doing here?" Ye Zongju held on to the door frame, in the light, fine sweat oozed from his forehead, after the black wind swept through, everything became messy, he glanced at the painting boat, and asked, "How did we get here?"

Xiao Ai took a breath and said, "Brother, you're scared to death for me, don't say anything about it, hurry into the house and rest." "Saying that, I went to help Ye Zongdu.

Ye Zongju shook his head slightly and said, "I've slept for a long time, and I don't want to sleep anymore now." With difficulty, I walked around the table with a chessboard and came to the small hall in front of the painting boat, there was a small lantern hanging next to the hall, and this little light of fireflies made the river even more depressed, seeing that the painting boat was like drilling into a black hole along the river, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "Is there anyone else on the boat?"

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