The guests who were huddled on the fishing boat all cooperated and moved their buttocks, allowing Murong Kunpeng and Huang Pujia to squeeze in.

Huang Pujia quietly pulled Murong Kunpeng's hand, and the big apricot eyes and bones spun around, Murong Kunpeng grabbed her snow-white little hand, and led her to find a place to sit down at the stern of the boat with a smile.

The boatman really did what he said, and Murong Kunpeng thought that he would wait at the ferry for a while, but as soon as Murong Kunpeng and Huang Pujia got on the boat, the boatman put the pole on the ferry and let the boat swing into the lake.

Yun Mengze is outside the base, naturally there will be no infrastructure, let alone any patrol police chengguan, this area is all beggars to maintain order, so even the ferry is still so primitive.

The fishing boat floated and floated in Yunmengze, swinging and swinging, but it seemed to be getting farther and farther away from Junshan in the middle of the lake, and it stopped after a while, and the boatman took out a handful of melon seeds with a smile and snorted: "Okay, it's here!" ”

As if they had received a signal, the entire boat immediately turned their heads in unison, glaring at Murong Kunpeng and Huang Pujia with fierce eyes.

Since she was a child, she has been walking the rivers and lakes to be chivalrous and righteous, Huang Pujia has long felt that there is something wrong with this fishing boat, and she originally hinted to Murong Kunpeng to get off the boat, but she didn't expect Murong Kunpeng to pull her up, Huang Pujia was very depressed, but the little Dongyi was not a person who was afraid of things, she just wanted to stand up but was stopped by Murong Kunpeng.

Holding her snow-white little hand tightly, Murong Kunpeng looked confused: "Where is this?" I didn't see a mountain! ”

"It's time for your life's stop!" The boatman was actually quite deep, and looked into the distance melancholy: "Young man, your next decision will directly affect your life. We are all principled people, who only seek money, not life! You honestly leave all the valuable things on your body, and we promise to send you to the shore with all your limbs alive, but if you don't cooperate......"

"Choke" all the passengers tacitly cooperated with the knife in their hands, and aimed at Murong Kunpeng's head with bad intentions, this fishing boat is already small, and there are many people, this time it is really a sword and a sword, and the cold air is forested!

"Something of value?" Murong Kunpeng tightened his grip on Huang Pujia's soft thorn, controlling the anger of the big-breasted emperor, and at the same time timidly raised the jade flute in his hand: "Something valuable? Does this count? ”

"Count! Absolutely! The boatman is a knowledgeable person, and at a glance he can see that the jade flute is crystal clear and the jade is of the best quality, and the carving is fine, it seems that it has been some years, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "This is a good thing!" ”

"The kid can still blow the flute?" A one-eyed man closest to Murong Kunpeng laughed playfully: "Listen to the masters!" ”

"Haha! Interesting! Come on, come on! Blow a song to the uncle "Phoenix Stage Memories"! ”

"What is the of "Phoenix Stage Memories"! Don't listen to him, boy, come and blow a song "Plum Blossom Three Alleys" to the uncle! ”

The fierce passengers laughed and teased, but the yellow pujia who wanted to explode before calmed down, and a playful smile appeared on her delicate little face: "Then husband, you will blow a song!" ”

"You may not believe it when you say it," Murong Kunpeng said teasingly, "If I go down this song, you may die!" ”

"Hahaha......" The passengers seemed to have heard the funniest joke, one by one they leaned back and laughed, tears came out, the boatman fell off the melon seeds, and nodded with a smile: "I understand, I understand, others ask for money for a, and you want a!" Come on, come on, beg for seckill! If we don't die today, you die! ”

"All right!" Murong Kunpeng stood up with a smile and pushed Huang Pujia behind him: Stand back! I'm going to start pretending!

Huang Pujia hid behind him with a grin, and Murong Kunpeng brought the jade flute to his lips facing the boatman and the passengers: "Dirt, dirt, ......dirt,

"Hiss......" The boatmen and passengers couldn't help but gasp: this is ...... Divine Comedy!

This piece is very difficult, the vocal range is particularly wide, the rhythm and timbre are endlessly varied, it doesn't seem to be blown out with a flute at all, but Murong Kunpeng just blows it out, and it is very infectious, although most people have never heard this song, but they instantly fell into the situation in the song, they involuntarily blushed with their faces, and their heartbeats were as fast as a drumbeat.

I don't know why, as if they were worried about being discovered, they couldn't help but stand up uneasily, and looked around like thieves, but it was clear that this was a vast Yunmengze, and if a ship approached, they could see it from a distance, but they were panicked, and they were going crazy.

Huang Pujia had already hidden behind Murong Kunpeng, hugged Murong Kunpeng's waist from behind, and put her little head on his sturdy and broad back, and the sound of "Worried" seemed to bypass her.

Suddenly, Murong Kunpeng changed the style of the song again, the rhythm of the song was strong and powerful, the melody was catchy, and it also incorporated many ethnic elements: "Dirt, dirt, ......dirt,

Huang Pujia laughed out loud as soon as she "poofed", and couldn't help humming along with the tune: "The vast end of the world is my love, the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains, what kind of rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of singing is the most cheerful......"

The boatmen and passengers had already danced to the music, they obviously had no dancing skills, but they were better than devoting themselves and forgetting themselves, twisting their waists and buttocks like a group of demons dancing......

Jumping and dancing, they threw away all the knives, and their big faces were filled with happy smiles, like aunts dancing square dances......

It's time to put on a show of real technology! Murong Kunpeng decided to settle the battle in one fell swoop, he took a deep breath and changed the style again, and the song became melodious, poignant and moving, which made people feel intoxicated: "Dirt, ......dirt,

The boatman and the passengers immediately had red circles in their eyes, and soon their eyes were full of tears, and tears swirled and swirled in their eyes, and finally, like the water of the Yangtze River is endless, and like the Yellow River flooding out of control!

"Huh......" A group of fierce and vicious big men hugged their heads and cried, crying like children.

The melody went from the initial flat to the passionate, and then to the lingering climax, when the tragedy finally came to an end, the boatman finally couldn't help it, and pushed the one-eyed man who was crying with him off the boat, and after the sound of water, the boatman yelled: "YOU-JUMP!" I-JUMP！ ”

"Poof!"