Chapter Forty-Eight: The Bridge Is Underwater
"What? The car won't start, and the water in the tank is frozen?"
The teenager dragging the suitcase was angry and asked the taxi driver questioningly.
"When I came here just now, the car was still normal, so I stopped and waited for a while, and the car turned off. ”
The taxi driver in short sleeves checked in front of the car, feeling incredible, he had just received a big order, obediently, and went directly to Kyoto, just this one, let alone earn 18,000.
I was happy to be tight, who knew that as soon as I received the passengers, the car would not move.
In May, when the temperature was in the twenties, the engine was still hot and frighteningly hot.
However, the water in the tank was strangely frozen.
Ye Ling exhaled deeply and waved his hand at the taxi driver.
"Okay, I'm canceling this order and not going to Kyoto. ”
He was really targeted by the Dragon King of Chujiang, and there was an inexplicable force between heaven and earth that restrained him, like an invisible shackle, so that he could only stay in Lingbi forever, and he couldn't go anywhere.
There is no way to escape, there is no way to hide, and where there is water is the territory of the Dragon King of Chujiang.
"Whe~"
There was a sudden cold touch on his forehead.
Ye Ling looked up at the sky.
It's snowing.
The sky was gloomy, the clouds were gloomy, the air was oppressive, and the white canopy of the sky fell and merged with the distant horizon.
"Wow~"
The snow was very urgent, countless times more exaggerated than the goose feather snow, but in just a few seconds when Ye Ling raised his head, the heaven and earth were already covered in silver, and they were white.
Winter is coming!
......
"Heavy snow in the south of the Yangtze River, rare in hundreds of years, everyone in front of the TV don't panic, the cold air is ......"
"Several signal stations were crushed by the snow, and there was a temporary problem with the network signal in Jiangnan, and people have been sent to repair the ......"
"The snow is slippery, please stay at home and don't go out at will......"
The news channels on the TV set are constantly changing, and the presenter is constantly broadcasting news from the front.
Ye Ling looked at the mobile phone in his hand that suddenly lost its signal, and sneered, he knew that from this moment on, the people near the Chu River basin would no longer be able to go out, and they would not be able to spread a little news through the Internet, just now he wanted to call Lingbi City after getting in the car to inform that there were only a few acquaintances in Lingbi City, but now it seems that it is not necessary.
Not only the Dragon King of Chujiang, but also some other people didn't want what was about to happen in Jiangnan to leak out and cause senseless riots and panic.
Ye Ling put down the suitcase that only contained a few changes of clothes.
"I'm leaving, you're going to stay, it's you who have narrowed the road. ”
He picked up the pot of verdant lotus leaves, and his expression gradually became hideous.
He decided to go and get the sword left by the Pure Yang True Monarch at the end of the Chu River.
Not voluntary.
If he wants to live, and the Dragon King of Chujiang forces him to die, then he has to resist, even if he doesn't measure himself and hits the stone with an egg, he has to make the evil dragon feel less proud when he eats it.
Suddenly, Black Tan ran in front of Ye Ling and opened his mouth to speak.
"Master, can you not take that sword, I have a way to take you away. ”
The black dog, who hadn't spoken for more than half a month, finally spoke again on this day.
Seeing this, Ye Ling touched the dog's head and said with a smile.
"Black Tan, you are my dog, you should know what kind of person I am. ”
"Whew. ”
Black Tan lowered his head, rubbed Ye Ling's calf, and stepped aside.
"Purple weight. ”
"It's coming. ”
......
The wind is howling, the air is dead, and the snow is drifting.
At the end of the Chu River, clumps of snowflakes floated on the surface of the river, mixed with solid ice, flowing into the endless sea.
This sudden heavy snow shrouded a wide range, not only Lingbi, but also the two places along the Chu River, with a severe and cold winter.
Rumble!
A tall figure pierced through the sky and landed on the river.
The priest opened the lotus umbrella, and a young man shook it out and fell directly to the river, he saw that it was wrong, and hurriedly took out the energy of Gengjin and condensed it into a snow-white small sword, and stepped on it to stabilize his body.
Ye Ling Yujian slowly came to the priest and spoke.
"I'll help you get the sword, and then you send me and my dog out of Jiangnan, and if it's convenient, help me send a few more people. ”
The priest shook his head and said solemnly.
"You can't leave, only you can take the sword. As for your dog to go, he wants to leave, naturally no one is going to stop him. ”
Ye Ling nodded and fell silent.
Suddenly, the river was no longer calm.
There were ripples on the surface of the water, and a pair of huge golden eyes slowly condensed under the river, and an extremely majestic power diffused out of the water.
"Ang~"
That kind of voice seemed to descend from the nine heavens and resounded directly in people's minds.
"Oh, the ghost is not gone. ”
Ye Ling snorted coldly, waved his hand, and brought out countless wisps of Gengjin Qi, winding countless stalkless snow-white blades, shooting towards the water like a torrential rain.
Snort!
The snow-white blades shuttled back and forth in the water, like white fish swimming rapidly, shattering those upside-down eyes.
Heaven and earth are pure.
The priest said: "The Dragon King of Chujiang is fighting against the mountain and sea seal of the Pure Yang True Monarch, but a little breath has broken free, so there is no need to panic." When the snow stops, he will not be born. ”
Ye Ling replied: "I guessed." ”
The priest nodded, and suddenly asked curiously.
"You didn't agree before, why did you suddenly change your mind after a few days and be willing to come here to get a sword?"
"Do you know why Lao Tzu wrote the Tao Te Ching?"
Ye Ling patted the snow on his shoulder and looked at him with a smile.
The priest looked puzzled when he heard this question, he was naturally the kind of existence in the monster group, but the human beings in Ye Ling's question involved the ancients, he thought for a while, and finally didn't find the answer.
Ye Ling grinned and said word by word.
"Because I'm willing!"
Hearing this, the gods first frowned in confusion, and suddenly their faces became gloomy, and the atmosphere condensed.
Then, he also asked a question.
"One in ten million people with peak yang energy, why is it not someone else, but you?"
"Huh?"
Ye Ling really hadn't thought about this question: "Am I lucky?"
Yang Qi is the biggest reliance he has relied on since he practiced, and every time he encounters danger and turns evil into good fortune, he relies on Yang Qi.
You'll know later that the answer must be unexpected. ”
The priest gave a question, but did not give an answer.
"God is mysterious. ”
Ye Ling pursed his mouth, feeling that he was also a mountain mover, but the priest was not as heroic as a pig at all, and always pretended to be mysterious, which made people unable to raise the desire to communicate with him.
Ye Ling sighed, and then his eyes looked at the Chu River, which was hundreds of meters wide.
"Where is the bridge and the sword? Why didn't I see it?"
On the bleak river, there is nothing.
Only a few snow and ice drifted slowly, and the water reflected the dim sky, lonely, deep, and gloomy.
As far as the eye can see, you can't see the ancient arch bridge from thousands of years ago.
The priest's robe fluttered in the wind, and he suddenly grabbed Ye Ling's arm and fell straight into the mirror-like heart of the river.
"The bridge is underwater!"