"Click!"

"Boom..."

At this moment, a dazzling lightning bolt suddenly streaked across the sky, followed by a dull rumbling sound from far west, and rolling thunder shook the heavens and the earth in the distance.

The so-called thunder on the flat ground, the unpredictable wind and clouds in the sky are probably like this.

Although the thunder was far away, and the lightning was not close, but at this time, the dark clouds over Zhouzhuang were surging and extremely active, constantly converging, forming a big cloud, and the sky that was quite bright just now was already overcast at the moment, and the wind was gusting.

The summer rain is so unpredictable that it comes without warning, and it is not known if the rain will come and for how long.

"Boat lady, if we go to hide under the bridge, I guess this rain won't last long. Yan Yu noticed the change in the weather outside and said to the boat lady at the bow of the boat.

"Little brother, this rain is still far away, I will take you to the back garden of Zhang Hall, where you can hide. The boat lady kindly reminded.

"Then there's a boat lady. Yan Yu and the others didn't think much about it, and thanked the boat lady.

"Why don't we call Teacher Ruoshui together?" Ye Yichen proposed: "It's about to rain outside, and the teacher looks a little desolate alone, what do you think?"

"Actually, if you look at it from another angle, will it feel more meaningful. Besides, didn't you see that the teacher's eyes were looking at the weeping willow on the shore?" Yan Yu replied to Ye Yichen with a smile, and at the same time looked at the weeping willow that Chu Ruoshui was looking at.

But when he looked at the weeping willows, there was nothing under them.

He looked at Chu Ruoshui on the bridge again, the lonely figure on the bridge was still lonely, never moved half a step, holding an oil-paper umbrella, forming a unique scenery in the crowd of people passing behind him.

Yan Yu stared blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps at this time, because of the slightly anxious mood before the storm, after seeing the calm and familiar figure on the stone bridge, it became much more stable.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

When Yan Yu was in a daze, a series of thunder resounded over Zhouzhuang, and the pouring rain from the sky also came unexpectedly, and it became bigger and bigger, more and more urgent.

Fortunately, there are more bridges in Zhouzhuang Water Lane, and the boat lady quickly parked the boat under the nearby stone bridge, and they avoided the bad luck of getting wet.

This stone bridge is less than 100 meters away from the double bridge where Chu Ruoshui is located, and Yan Yu can vaguely see Chu Ruoshui's figure through the downpour.

The figure under the oil-paper umbrella still didn't move for half a minute in the heavy rain, as if the wind and rain had no effect on her.

"I really don't know what kind of mind Teacher Ruoshui has at the moment, and the storm can't move her. Yan Yu muttered to himself, looking intently at Chu Ruoshui, who was already a little blurry on the double bridge.

The rain outside the bridge is getting heavier, and the mist on the water surface is getting heavier and heavier because of the raindrops falling.

In less than ten minutes, people's visibility becomes extremely small, less than two meters.

Yan Yu was still looking at the Shuangqiao, but at this time, there was only gray rain in his eyes, and there was no other scene.

He looked at the Shuangqiao for a while, and felt that he really couldn't see Chu Ruoshui anymore, so his mind returned to him.

But what made him very strange was that when he was looking at Chu Ruoshui in a daze, Ye Yichen and Xiao Bing were unusually quiet, and they didn't make a sound, and Yan Yu's ears only had the sound of "bang, bang, bang" heavy rain.

Yan Yu turned his head with a puzzled face, wanting to know what Ye Yichen and Xiao Bing were doing.

When he turned his head, a series of emotions such as stunned, fear, panic, etc., instantly struck, because although Yan Yu was still under the bridge and still on the boat at this time, he was the only one on the boat under the bridge.

Ye Yichen, Xiao Bing, and the boat lady on the bow of the boat all disappeared without a trace.

When he looked out of the bridge again, the scenery outside the bridge also changed drastically.

There are no rows of green bricks and tiles on both sides of the bridge outside the bridge, and there are only countless towering trees.

It is a long river in the middle of the woods, and the water is so clear that you can almost see the riverbed and rocks below, and occasionally some small fish swim by.

And the stone bridge where he is still an ordinary stone bridge, but it is taller and wider, and it has a more ancient sense of vicissitudes.

The sky outside the bridge was free of heavy rain, lightning and thunder, and the wind was beautiful and the sky was clear.

After a few minutes of adjustment, Yan Yu thought to himself, maybe he was in a dream again, didn't he often have these strange dreams some time ago? Maybe he just fell asleep on the boat and didn't know it, but why did he fall asleep? But this dream is too real.

No matter, let's go out and have a look first.

Yan Yu's heart moved, and the boat under his feet was windless and automatic, and slowly drifted towards the front.

Time passed, and Yan Yu was surprised to find that the scenery on both sides of the strait was strikingly consistent, except for the countless towering trees, that is, the shore full of flowers and green grass, if he did not look carefully, there were also the waves that parted backwards on both sides of the boat, and the reflection in the water could testify, he would think that his ship had been in one place all along, and did not move forward.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Yu finally reached the exit of this long river in the forest, and saw other boats, and at this time in front of him was an extremely vast lake.

The water vapor in the lake turns into clouds, rising along the surface of the lake, gradually diffusing to the distant waterfront, along the water's edge, along the line of the water and the sky, conjuring up a misty scene, thick like wine, light like a dream.

There is a long oasis in the lake, on which two or three meters of grass grows freely, like a green carpet. The surface of the lake is as flat as a mirror, and aquatic plants and white clouds leave a clear reflection on the water.

At this time, the breeze is blowing, and the air is damp, with the green and fishy smell of aquatic plants.

There are some reeds two or three meters high growing irregularly in the middle of the aquatic plants, but the waterway is clear and not blocked or buried by the reeds.

A breeze blew through a lake of autumn water, and the sparkling ripples urged the reflection of the blue sky and the white reeds to tremble slightly.

There were also some ships coming and going in the distance, and because the distance was so far away, he could only see the outline of the ship, and could not see the people on board.

Yan Yu didn't stop to feel the beauty of nature, he just wanted to quickly figure out where he was now and what he would face.

Yan Yu's mind moved again, and the boat under his feet sped up, and unconsciously, he came to the vicinity of the two confronting small building boats in the lake.

The two ships were not far apart, probably only three or four meters apart.

At this time, Yan Yu could clearly see the appearance of the people on the boat, and there were not many people on the two boats.

Looking at the past from Yan Yu's point of view, there is only one monk on the boat on the left, the monk has a delicate face, clear eyebrows, with some compassion, and some helplessness, wearing a simple gray cloth monk's robe, the penny supporting the boat leans against the side of the boat, holding it in the monk's hand and shaking gently, drawing a circle on the lake, like a child's boring game.

On the boat on the right, you can see four people, three men and one woman, all four of whom are wearing the robes of ancient chivalrous warriors.

The three of them stood, and the two men standing in simple buns, with short, stiff beards, about thirty or forty years old, holding bright machetes in their hands, shaking from time to time, the sunlight reflected by the knife surface flowed far away from the lake.

Another woman stood in the middle of the three, looking at her face like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, but her eyes were full of vicissitudes, she couldn't see her real age, she was draped with white hair, her face was cold, she couldn't see mood fluctuations, she was wearing a red long dress, and she was holding a two-foot long red whip in her hand, I don't know what material it was made of.

There was also a middle-aged man lying on the bow of the boat with his hands on his chest, his face full of pain and sweating.

Yan Yu looked left and right, not knowing what to do at this moment, it was obvious which dynasty he should have returned to in ancient times, and now he saw the two parties facing each other, much like the plot of the monk against the villain in a martial arts novel.

However, Yan Yu approached such a small boat, and such a big person appeared, and neither side of the confrontation reacted, which is a bit unreasonable.

Is it really like those masters in the novel who confront each other, only have each other in their eyes, and nothing else in their hearts, that's too powerful.

At this time, neither of the people on the two ships spoke, and looking at the monk's leisurely appearance, it was obvious that they did not take each other seriously.

On the other boat, the middle-aged man holding his chest was full of pain, the other two men were nervous, serious, and slightly frightened, only the white-haired woman was still calm.

After a simple observation, Yan Yu, who is quite sensible on weekdays, will not judge whether it is good or bad because of his dress and identity. Therefore, at this time, he couldn't tell which side was the good guy and which side was the bad guy, and he didn't know why the conflict between the two sides arose.

Since they don't exist, they simply don't say anything and see what they want to do.

However, what can be known is that the monk clearly has the upper hand in momentum.

Like many people now, what makes Yan Yu curious is that since the four people on the boat on the right can't beat them, why don't they run?

You know, being alive is more important than anything else.

Could it be that the monk is really as written in the novel, martial arts have reached the realm of transformation, not stuck in things, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords?

Soon, Yan Yu got the answer.

While Yan Yu was still thinking nonsense, the three people on the boat on the right moved.

"Smack!"

The white-haired and red-clothed girl in the middle shook her wrist, and the long whip flung behind her, and the long whip made a crisp loud sound, and then another scene that Yan Yu couldn't believe appeared, the girl's feet moved, and her body rose into the sky, rising fast to a height of five meters from the deck of the building ship, carrying a straight and stiff long whip, and began to swoop towards the opposite building ship.

"Roar!"

"Kill!"

The two middle-aged men next to the girl roared lowly, waved the machete in their hands, and their bodies rushed out, but they didn't jump as high as the girl, and they began to fall about three meters.

When the three girls were about to cross the center of the two boats with a strong murderous aura, they didn't see how the monk moved, but saw the penny in the monk's hand carrying the lake water, after a half-arc trajectory, flew up lightly, and met the three people who were rapidly swooping down.

It was too late, it was too fast, and one end of the penny carried water, leaving an afterimage in mid-air, and it dotted on the chests of the three people, and then the three people covered their chests, like kites with broken strings, and first burst backwards in parallel and rapidly, and then lost their strength in the sky above the deck of the building, and their bodies were unstable and fell downward.

However, although the girl also covered her chest, she recovered instantly, and after making a 360-degree spin in the air, her steps stopped on the deck in a vague manner, and her body took a few steps back before she could stabilize her body, and did not fly directly to the position of the person who was lying on the deck first like the other two.

Yan Yu nearby was dumbfounded, and was once again convinced that he was in a dream now, and he didn't believe that such a bizarre thing as crossing would happen to him.