"But I'm not a corpse, so why would they be interested in me?" Meng Yi said unhappily.

Lie said: "It's just that you give them a feeling of being too weak, it's like a fat sheep appearing in front of a wolf, do you think they will be polite to you?" ”

"Do you deceive me with a good face?" Meng Yi spread out all his momentum on the spot, without suppressing it at all, and then held the evil sword, ready to strike a shock blow to those fierce beasts hidden in the dark.

At this moment, in the water a few hundred meters away, he saw a flat boat slowly coming.

There were still people on that boat.

He wore a hat and a small oar in his hand, and he rowed slowly. Tranquil and serene.

At first glance, it looks as if people are swimming in the painting, and everything is so natural.

"Someone!" Lie and Zai also discovered this person at the first time. Then they both fell silent, not making a sound.

"There are still people in this place?" Meng Yi sighed.

The creatures that can survive here are not simple, and the people who appear here are even more difficult.

Moreover, this person is still ferrying in this water, and there are no fierce beasts around him to attack him, which is enough to show that he is very extraordinary and worthy of vigilance.

This person doesn't know whether he is friend or foe, and he has to wait for him to come over and probe first.

The man's boat was rowed this way, but Meng Yi waited here for a long time, and the man still didn't come. But it looked like his ship was moving, but no matter how his ship went, it seemed to be at a distance from here. This distance does not decrease as the ship advances.

"Strange, mirage?" Meng Yi muttered to himself.

As soon as these words were spoken, the calamity in his ears and the lie in his dantian said at the same time: "No, it is 100% human, not an illusion. ”

Qiqi's nose and sense of smell are a thousand times more intelligent than that of dogs, and if they all smell that it is not an illusion, then it must not be an illusion.

"That means that he is indeed a master." Meng Yi became more and more cautious, and then thought in his heart: "With my current ability, even if the other party is in the late stage of the God Building Realm, it is estimated that if I want to escape, he may not be able to take me." Well, I'll just wait here, and if it's not an enemy, I'll ask him about the situation. It's hard to find someone, how can you miss this opportunity? ”

After much deliberation, Meng Yi decided to stand down and continue to wait.

He waited for several hours, but the ship still did not come a certain distance.

Immediately, Meng Yi took out a jade flute from the storage ring.

This jade flute was snatched by Lie at the beginning, and everything was thrown in the treasure mountain.

At this time, the jade flute was horizontal, and Meng Yi played a tune - "A Chinese Ghost Story".

This song was composed by the famous Hong Kong composer Huang Zhan, (this person is also a talent, and those who have watched Hong Kong movies should have some impression of his music)

The sun is approaching dusk, the afterglow is overwhelming, and this song is fluttering, ethereal and melodious.

Blowing and blowing, the small boat in the distance strangely shrank a little closer.

"Could it be that that person is also a member of this way?" Meng Yi kept an eye on the boat, and when he saw the ship approaching, he naturally knew.

At the moment, the song does not stop and blows until the end.

At that time, the boat was less than 100 meters away from him.

I only heard one person singing loudly: "The years are as long as the dawn of the sparrow, and there is no home in the east and the west; Looking back at the blank hair for thousands of years, I can't find him at the end of the world! ”

After blowing the jade flute, Meng Yi recalled this poem, and also felt the desolation and helplessness in the verse.

At this moment, because of the proximity, he could already see the appearance of the man in the hat.

It was an old man who had passed the age of a year, and he had a fishing rod and a fishing basket on his boat, and other than that, there was only the broken oar.

Fishing in this kind of place is a strange thing.

Moreover, in the waters of this place, there are no ordinary fish, only the kind of corpse smelling fish full of fangs.

Meng Yi suddenly smiled and said in a long voice: "Uncle, I see that you have a fishing rod and a fishing basket, but what is the harvest?" ”

The old man's face was kind, not like a vicious person, so Meng Yi smiled and opened his mouth to say hello.

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said, "The old man doesn't fish, he only fishes." ”

"What is fate?" Meng Yi asked.

"Getting together in life is fate, a quick glance is also fate, knowing each other is fate, and you and I talk about fate!" The old man smiled faintly.

"Dare to ask my uncle who can come and go freely in and out of this water?" Meng Yi asked curiously.

The old man rowed the boat, which was already close, and said: "The old man is just a mountain villager, this water area seems to be dangerous, but in fact, if there is no dispute with the world, if nature is one, it is not necessarily dangerous." There are a lot of ghosts around, and the old decay just haunts them from time to time, and is just familiar with them. Young people, even if they come from afar, and listen to the words of the old man, quickly retreat, and don't stay for a long time before it gets dark. ”

After speaking, the old man's boat had already arrived in front of Meng Yi's eyes. But he still paddled forward, trying to pass by.

"Uncle, may I ask, please be sure to answer the junior." Meng Yi clasped his hands into fists and said respectfully.

"You don't have to ask, you won't answer, you are also surnamed Meng, from Tiannan. If you believe in the decay, you will retreat quickly, and if you don't believe in the decay, it will be casual. The old man paddled leisurely and said lightly.

Meng Yi was shocked when he heard it, "Senior, how do you know that my surname is Meng?" ”