105. Chapter 105
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"You're here, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you here for seventeen years!"
When Xiao Yunjin was hesitating, when he didn't know how to cross the river in front of him, an old voice came from behind him, full of joy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Who?"
She looked back in surprise.
In front of him stood an old boatman, with a yellow hat half new and half old, a white cloth shirt that was torn and complete, a pair of grass crawler hemp rope, and a few copper coins with ribbons.
"Huh? Not really! ”
The old boatman was also stunned, looked Xiao Yunjin up and down, and suddenly his expression was gloomy, and he looked very disappointed.
"Who are you? Do you know me? Did you cross the river with me? ”
Xiao Yunjin's expression was much more complicated, just like her mood at this moment.
"Oh, I am destined to cross, girl, you and I are also destined, get on the boat."
The old boatman propped the boat closer to the riverbank, stretched out his hands, and helped Xiao Yunjin onto the boat.
"Ahh
Xiao Yunjin got on the boat, and couldn't help but be shocked, only to tremble with fright.
It turned out to be a bottomless canopy boat.
"Haha, you have no life, why not, and be quiet, the underworld is not a peaceful place, go to the cabin and sit ......"
The old boatman was amused by the embarrassment of the little girl opposite, but it was evident that he lowered his voice, as if he had some scruples.
With a slight tap of the penny, the boat gently left the shore.
Sure enough, it's fine, it's steady, as if it's on flat ground!
"Uncle, who are you waiting for?"
After a while, Xiao Yunjin saw that the water was still calm, and she was not in danger of falling into the water, so her heart calmed down, and she took the initiative to talk to the old boatman.
"Alas, I am a messenger in this underworld, going back and forth with both sides of the Lechuan River, today I got a letter from the judge, saying that an old man of mine is coming, so I am waiting here, but what I didn't expect is that the old man did not come, but I happened to meet you."
The old boatman said in a low voice while holding the penny.
Obviously, this is also an old man who doesn't like loneliness.
Suddenly, the blood waves were raging and the turbid water was surging.
"Remember, stay in the cabin and don't make a sound."
The old boatman, struggling to hold the boat steady, roared lowly, already a little nervous, as if a great disaster was about to come.
Finally, with great reluctance, the boat whirlpooled and came to a helpless stop in the middle of the river.
"Yeluxian, where are you going! Stop the boat! Examine! ”
With such a roar, a great wave crashed over, and a disgusting bloody aura enveloped the entire boat, like a dead branch and rotten leaf in the sea, and it was about to swallow in an instant until there was not even a scumbag left.
In this situation, where did Xiao Yunjin dare to make a sound, he could only close his eyes and resign himself to fate.
"Ah, sir, I'm going to deliver a letter across the river."
You could hear from the voice that the old boatman was whispering.
"Hehe, Yeluxian, Yeluxian, you don't fucking pretend to be a senior in front of grandpa, what the fuck is immortal, you are a fucking dog in front of grandpa now, not even a dog, grandpa can make your soul fly away, and you will never be able to live forever, you fucking believe it!"
There was another roar, another big wave crashed, and an even more disgusting bloody breath rushed to the face.
"Yes, yes, I believe it, I believe it, grandpa, you just spare the little one, I am one of your dogs, Wangwang."
"Hahaha, it's pretty much the same, get out, next time it's time to pay the protection fee, don't forget, hahaha."
"Yes, yes, grandpa, go slowly!"
"Hahaha!"
The disgusting bloody aura gradually disappeared from near and far with such a string of wild laughter, and was gone.
After a while, the wind and waves were calm, and the recovery was as before.
"Girl, come out, it's okay, the Yaksha who patrols the river is gone."
The old boatman let out a low cry.
After a long time, there was not a single movement in the cabin.