The black is boundless, and the cool breeze gradually blows to make people feel a little chilly. The sound of sparkling water on the surface of the lake is clear and bright. Occasionally, the waves make the motorboat twists and turns. There is a saying that "there is no wind on the sea, three feet of waves", although it is in the lake, but compared to the sea, it is not far away, the waves are large, and the height is slightly half a meter. But it was enough to push the gas boat in all directions.

Lying in the middle of the boat, Meng Que used the mobile phone satellite map to locate the coordinates. Aiming at the center of Dianshan Lake, there is a distance of more than 3,000 meters. Converted to a highway unit, that is, three miles away.

The three-mile road is not short or long, and it can be reached in a few minutes by changing to a car. And now in the water, the boat is not as fast as the car, the speed is slow, and there are waves to obstruct it, and the progress is even slower. What's more, this ship is not another ship, but a mere gas ship, and the resistance it suffers can be imagined.

However, Meng Que didn't want to go too fast. This is the first time I have come to Murong Water Village, and I don't know much about the surrounding environment. Just in case, the safest thing to do is to take it safe and move slowly.

After identifying the direction, Meng Que turned the phone off. He bent down, as if he was one with the black water, and became one. Swaggering with the water, passing away.

Fortunately, there were no other ships on the lake, otherwise the searchlight would have been able to spot him once and for all.

In order to do a good job of cover-up, Meng Que inserted the fishing rod, and he lay on the boat, slowly sliding the oar, and slowly moving forward.

If you can save a little dragon blood energy, you can save a little, yes, Meng Que held the oars in both hands, and skated happily.

Gradually, half an hour passed, and Meng Que estimated that he should have crossed a distance of about a thousand meters. This speed is fast in the water. Looking ahead, a little starlight is hidden in the surface of the black water, if there is nothing, it is like a firefly insect, and the light is that.

The lake is wide, and the further you get to the center, the darker it becomes. It's like a black vortex, silently devouring people in one bite at a time. Compared to the city, this is a different place. The sky is silvery and black, like a pool of ink, sparse and loose, without light and color.

It was only after staying in such a place for a long time that Meng Que was extremely sensitive to light. Even the lights two miles away were vaguely visible to him.

Suddenly, a "bell" came from afar, its sound was long, and the echo was lingering.

The first sound followed, followed by the second, three in a row, tearing through the silence of the night. The sound of the bell is crisp, and it is clearly the sound of the temple bell, and the bell and the sound of the water are fused, harmonious and harmonious, and they are in harmony with each other. This made Meng Que suddenly think of a poem:

The moon falls and the sky is full of frost,

Jiang Feng Yuhuo was sleepy.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City,

Midnight bell to the passenger ship.

……

Although this place is not Gusu, it is heard from the lake, and in the dark, it also makes people feel the feeling described by the poet "Zhang Ji".

It's just that the time is about 9 o'clock in the evening. The bell came in a strange way, and I wanted to tell where the bell came from. But unfortunately, the bell only rang three times, and then it was quiet. Even if I tried to listen to it, I couldn't listen to it.

After another half an hour, we reached a distance of more than 2,000 meters. It was ten o'clock in the evening. In the Jiangnan generation, folk people sleep early, and at ten o'clock, most of them have fallen asleep. Looking at the middle of the northwest lake, the flash became brighter and brighter, no longer as if there was nothing, but as thin as a star, and the glimmer was always bright.

"If I'm not mistaken, the light in the lake should be the legendary Murong Water Village. The water village is built in this big lake, but it is really secret. ”

Rippling with the waves, Meng Que rested for more than ten minutes and continued to slide the oars. In the last kilometer, he slid very slowly, and every ten meters he walked, he had to look around, for fear that someone would come around.

Fortunately, Meng Que's worries were unnecessary. In the middle of this large lake, the further you go to the center, the quieter it becomes. The light in the center of the lake is like an ornament. It feels like there should be no half of the people in this left and right circle.

500 meters......

300 meters......

200 meters......

100 meters......

Only 100 meters away from the water village, Meng Que roughly saw this legendary grand building. I saw that its village was built by treading water, just like the water palace was not magnificent. Looking around, I saw that this water village had to be two acres in size. The building is made of wood. At first glance, it looks like an ancient imperial palace.

It's just that, compared with the palace, there is less of the golden and brilliant cheesiness here, and it adds a touch of subtlety and tranquility unique to Jiangnan.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the water village, Meng Que didn't dare to go on a boat anymore, so he slowly dived into the water from the motorboat and quietly swam towards the water village.

At a distance of 100 meters, Meng Que dived very quickly. He took a sharp breath, silently using the dragon's blood strength, and the water mirror was skillfully emitted, like a fish in water, and the progress was fast. In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the edge of the water village.

Slowly floating up, Meng Que clinged to the wood on the periphery of the water village. Diving up from below, he found that this water village was indeed built by treading water. There is no foundation underneath, except for a special metal rope that grows to the bottom of the water. I think this should be the same as the ship anchoring, hanging the water village with a heavy anchor, so that it will stay on it for a long time, and will not drift away with the waves.

Think about it, if such a large water village is suspended with a heavy anchor, how heavy should this heavy anchor be?

There was no time to think about anything else, Meng Que was just about to go to the village, when he suddenly heard a voice not far away: "Hey, have you heard today's news?" ”

Listening to the voice, the speaker seems to be about thirty years old. After finishing speaking, another person lazily replied: "I already knew, isn't it about the collapse of Xiaoyao City?" Is this still called news? It has long been spread throughout the clan. ”

"Mother Xipi, this incident is so annoying. Although Xiaoyao City was done by Murong Qing's guy, but it also bears the name of our Murong family, which guy who ate leopard gall dares to fight us? ”

Another person: "I don't know, it seems that Murong Qing, Murong Liuyi and others all died tragically, and the people who can kill them are not mediocre people, I guess that the person who killed him is most likely Murong Mountain puppet." ”

The former exclaimed: "Murong Mountain puppet? This meal can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, why do you guess that it is a puppet of Murong Mountain? ”

The latter replied with a smile: "It's not simple? Murong Qing is Murong Shan'an's brother-in-law, and he is also Murong Shan'an's first big help over the years. Do you still remember what Murong Ziye said on the day of the memorial to Murong Shanzheng? He said that Murong Shan'an was the real culprit who murdered his father, and since Murong Ziye said this, he must have been taught by Murong Shan's puppet. Once Murong Shan's puppet thinks so, he will definitely take Murong Shan'an. It's just that Murong Shan'an is too treacherous to deal with, so he retreats and asks for the second, wanting to get rid of Murong Shan'an's first big help, and then slowly settle accounts with Murong Shan'an. In my opinion, it must be so. ”

When Meng Que heard this, he smiled secretly. I thought to myself that if the entire Murong family thought so, it would be fine.

But he heard the former and said: "What are you kidding, Murong Mountain puppet is not such a ruthless person." If he wanted to do it, he would have been able to do it in front of Murong Shanzheng's cemetery. Why wait until now? And it's just the brother-in-law who killed Murong Shan'an. In my opinion, this is definitely not the case. I guess it's someone else. ”

While listening to the two of them, Meng Que slowly crawled out of the water, like a giant gecko, walking leisurely along the wooden wall. When he was completely out of the water, he didn't expect that there was a lot of water left on his clothes, and as soon as the height increased, the water droplets fell into the lake, and they clanged, so it was crisp.

It was only two or three sounds, and it was discovered by the two big men at the main gate of the water village. One of them snorted and said, "What person?" ”

The other rushed towards the sound......