The medicine man by the river seemed to be a tireless machine, repeating the boring mechanical actions of drawing arrows and bending bows and arrows for several hours in a row. Until the evening, the density and quantity of the arrow rain on the river did not decrease in the slightest, and it was the same as the first wave of arrow rain.

On the contrary, the weather is getting colder and colder, which makes Richard wonder if there is a water ghost who died unjustly under the river, otherwise it is obviously the season of June, how can it be like returning to winter.

Dongfang Weiming, who was squatting beside Richard, kept sighing, he didn't practice external skills, his physique was far less strong than Richard, and he couldn't turn a blind eye to the bone-piercing cold.

In the second half of the night, a little snowflake suddenly fell from the sky. Between breaths, you can see the clear white air in front of you, many Shaolin Temple monks on the ship can hardly resist the severe cold, and the ship cannot live, so they can only fight on the deck to keep warm.

The raging river during the day seemed to be a tamed beast in the night, becoming silent and silent, without a sound. Strangely, the player's night vision suddenly does not work when looking at the river, and when he stands on the top of the mountain and looks down, Richard can't see the situation on the river, only that it is pitch black.

The night passed quickly, and instead of stopping, the snow became heavier and heavier, and in the second half of the night, it even turned into goose feather snow. Dongfang Weiming had to leave and teleport to the nearest city through the post station first, buy a thick coat and return to the vicinity of Hanjiang City.

When it was dawn the next day, when Richard and Dongfang Weiming saw the river below, they were both shocked at the same time, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

There was a thick layer of ice on the surface of the river!

This time, without the rain of medicine and arrows, the Shaolin fleet can only be trapped in Jiangxin! The monks of Shaolin Temple quickly thought of the medicine people who shot arrows by the river all night last night, and a thought came to their minds at the same time

- Could it be that Bai Xiaosheng asked the medicine man to shoot arrows to stop them from advancing just to wait for a snow and the river to freeze? This Bai Xiaosheng, will he call for wind and rain? !

Richard didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he quickly thought of the problem, and said with a chuckle: "If Bai Xiaosheng goes to the real world, with his ability to observe clouds and distinguish rain, he can't go down to the meteorological station and have something to eat." ”

On the riverside in front, Bai Xiaosheng asked many medicine people to stop bending their bows and arrows, and clasped their fists at Xu Rong, who was standing on the deck, and smiled: "Little Dharma, can you calm down after freezing all night?" Are you willing to listen to the old man? ”

As he spoke, Bai Xiaosheng walked forward, stepping on the ice and slowly walking towards the Shaolin fleet. Xu Rong and the monks of Shaolin Temple changed their faces when they saw this, but they snorted coldly and did not speak.

In fact, for them now, they have to listen even if they don't want to. There seems to be a layer of ice on the surface of the river, but the ice surface is not thick, just now Xu Rong thought of many ways to cross the river in his mind, and finally came up with the best way is to rely on light work and skim for a while. However, this method can only be used by masters, and those who can't do light work will definitely step on the ice and step into the river.

However, Bai Xiaosheng was walking on the ice as if he were on the ground, not in a hurry or slow. Among them, the cultivation is already unlimited.

Richard muttered in a low voice: "Everyone in the world knows that Bai Xiaosheng is a wise man, but no one knows that he is still a martial artist. There is a legend in the rivers and lakes that the head of the three dragons of the Blue Dragon Society does not know the slightest martial arts, and he is completely on the list of celebrities in the rivers and lakes with his wisdom. If this list of celebrities is renamed the list of rivers and lakes, he will be nameless on the list. Now it seems that the world is wrong. ”

Coming to the bottom of the big ship where Xu Rong was, Bai Xiaosheng stopped and said softly: "The method of refining medicine is not my originality, but I obtained it from the palace of the Happy King. At that time, you should ask Sandu, how many people in the world can silently capture the three mages, can we just be in the Blue Dragon Society. ”

An elder of the Shaolin Temple frowned when he heard this, and shouted at him and asked, "Bai Xiaosheng, you mean, this matter was done by someone else?" ”

Bai Xiaosheng said softly: "This is not what I meant, but the truth." When I refined the three-way mage into a medicine man, I found that his body was extremely intact, apparently unknowingly captured. At that time, the biggest influence in the rivers and lakes in Jiangnan was not our Blue Dragon Society, but..."

The Shaolin elder shook slightly, and spit out three words with an ugly face, "Happy King." ”

Bai Xiaosheng clenched his fists and said: "The ice on the river will melt in two days at most, and the old man will leave." ”

Turning around and walking back to the riverside, Bai Xiaosheng suddenly turned around and faced the direction where Richard and Dongfang Weiming were, this time he not only clenched his fists, but also bent down slightly, and his posture looked much more polite than when he faced the Shaolin monks just now.

Richard sighed lightly and said, "It's worthy of Bai Xiaosheng." ”

Dongfang Weiming nodded thoughtfully, "In a few words, he turned the spearhead elsewhere, allowing the Shaolin Temple to calm down his anger. This guy's eloquence is truly terrifying. ”

Richard chuckled, "It's not just eloquence. ”

Watching the clouds and distinguishing the rain knew that the temperature would drop suddenly, so that the medicine man would shoot arrows by the river to delay the time, and after a night, the river would freeze, and the monks of Shaolin Temple would definitely set off a storm in their hearts. Bai Xiaosheng told the whole story at this time, and the persuasiveness of his words increased by at least a few percent.

It seems that the problem has been solved in a few words, but the calculation behind it and the speculation and mastery of people's hearts are all at the pinnacle level.

Although Hanjiang City does not have the foundation of the Money Gang like Shangguan Jinhong's Imperial Prefecture, it is a behemoth as soon as it is established, and it does not have a group of loyal subordinates like Yang Yanyu's Wanlisha, and it does not have a mysterious heavenly gate behind it like Mingyuexin's Yufu Pavilion.

But if there is Bai Xiaosheng in Hanjiang City, it is enough to be one of the four major alliances.

Richard even had in his mind the picture of countless medicine armies in Hanjiang City under the command of Bai Xiaosheng in the future, attacking the city and defeating one strong enemy after another, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart while sighing.

This Hanjiang City, shouldn't it become the least popular of the four major alliances in the future?

Medicine people are not human beings.

"Ding, player Li Guanxuan has asked to speak to you."

At this moment, a system prompt suddenly sounded in Richard's ears, and the call was immediately connected, and Li Xuanxuan's voice sounded in his ears.

"Brother, come and take a trip to the Yin Sect! The divine doctor said that senior sister, she..."

Richard's face changed suddenly, and he was shocked and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Wanwan?" ”

Li Guancheng cried: "The divine doctor said that there was a strange poison on the Peacock Feather secret weapon in the middle of the day, and this poison was hidden in the senior sister's body until today. Senior sister, she... She..."

"I'll come right over!"

Richard didn't say a word and turned around and ran towards the nearest post station, and under Ling Bo's full strength, he was like a ghost, rushing out of a hundred zhang distance in an instant.