Chapter 919: The bald old man

The bald old man glanced back at the vast waters, and his face suddenly had a look of panic.

The bald old man glanced at Luo Xiaofeng and sighed: "Those who do ferry business are very good in water, I know a person named Jia Laosan, he is very watery, and it is said that he can sleep on water, but ...... All the people drowned. ”

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the bald old man and frowned.

The bald old man looked at the vast water, and suddenly said: "This old Yang ferry port was originally not big, and there were seven or eight villages scattered around, but now it has become a water town." ”

Luo Xiaofeng stared at the red lacquered coffin, and couldn't help but ask, "Is there a big flood here?"

The bald old man nodded, and tears suddenly appeared in his eyes: "The flood was so terrible that seven or eight villages were destroyed by the flood overnight, and hundreds of villagers were buried under the water. I was a useless person who did not think of it, but survived. ”

Luo Xiaofeng stared at the bald old man: "So many villagers, all dead?"

The bald old man nodded, with a sad look: "There are no survivors except me." ”

Luo Xiaofeng sneered and said lightly, "I don't know how your old man survived?"

The bald old man pointed to the red lacquered coffin under his feet and smiled, "That's it." ”

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help but take two more glances at the red lacquered coffin that stopped on the shore.

The bald old man smiled bitterly twice: "This piece of water is very desolate now, but it used to be a water transportation artery. ”

Luo Xiaofeng said, "Oh?"

The bald old man said: "At the beginning, there were a lot of ferrymen gathered here, but unfortunately, in the end, they drowned inexplicably. ”

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "There is one thing that I have never been able to figure out. ”

The bald old man smiled: "What's the matter?" ”

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Your old man is here, why has he been safe and sound?"

The bald old man smiled: "I said a long time ago, I don't have any ability, the reason why I am so lucky is because of this red lacquer coffin." ”

Luo Xiaofeng sneered: "Is there anything magical about this red lacquer coffin?"

The bald old man said mysteriously: "I don't dare to say anything else, but as far as I know, my red lacquer coffin does have the effect of warding off evil spirits." ”

Luo Xiaofeng sneered.

The sun has set in the western mountains.

The clouds are brilliant.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the endless reeds in front of him.

There was silence in the reeds.

Where the water and the sky meet, suddenly there is an ethereal singing. Immediately afterward, a woman's call was heard.

The bald old man looked at Luo Xiaofeng and smiled mysteriously: "Little brother, do you know who the singing woman is?"

Luo Xiaofeng shook his head.

The bald old man looked proud: "Don't hide it, little brother, the woman who sang just now is my wife." ”

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the bald old man and did not speak.

The bald old man slowly continued: "If the little brother wants to cross the old Yang ferry, he must see someone first. ”

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Who?"

The bald old man said, "My wife." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said strangely: "Why?"

The bald old man said: "Don't ask why, you'll know when you go." ”

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and suddenly said, "Okay! I'll go now." ”

Although the red lacquer coffin is not very large, it is more than enough for two people to stand.

The bald old man looked tired, and he leaned against the corner of the coffin and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

The red lacquer coffin was floating in the water at first, and it didn't take much work, but it actually rode the wind and waves and sailed straight to the middle of the water.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the bald old man leaning on the corner of the coffin.

The bald old man still had his eyes closed, as if he had not noticed all this.

The red sun is falling in the west. It had become dark all around.

Where the water and the sky meet, a small island suddenly appears. The island is as light as a bean.

The bald old man who was leaning in the red lacquer coffin suddenly let out a heart-rending scream.

The corner of the red lacquered coffin, for some reason, suddenly broke a big hole.

The bald old man had fallen into the big hole, his hands clutching the edge of the coffin, and his face had turned dead gray.

Water has been poured into the red lacquered coffin. The red-lacquered coffin stopped suddenly, spinning in his hand.

The red-lacquered coffin was sinking rapidly.

The bald old man's eyes burst out, and his hand at the mouth of the coffin suddenly let go. His body sank rapidly.

Luo Xiaofeng shot out like lightning, grabbed the bald old man's hand tightly, and his body floated diagonally.

Under the moonlight, as soon as he saw the body of the bald old man, Luo Xiaofeng was startled.

The bald old man's body was only half gone, and the part below his chest was gone.

Blood dripped into the water, and it turned a blood-red color.

The red-lacquered coffin had sunk. At the moment when the red lacquer coffin sank, Luo Xiaofeng grabbed the coffin lid violently. The body swept up rapidly.

The half of the bald old man's body had sunk along with the red lacquered coffin.

In the moonlight, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the clear water. The shadows were moving fast.

Luo Xiaofeng swooped, and the coffin lid in his hand smashed into the fast-moving black shadow with lightning speed.

With a "bang", the coffin lid in Luo Xiaofeng's hand slammed heavily on the black shadow.

The dark shadow in the water shrank sharply, then sank rapidly. At this moment, a strange thing suddenly happened, the black shadow sank, but a person flashed out of the black shadow like lightning.

A bloated masked man, holding a large knife in his hand, rushed out of the water like lightning.

Luo Xiaofeng fell into the cold water.

The snow-bright big knife in the masked man's hand split the water layer and slashed at Luo Xiaofeng's legs like lightning.

Luo Xiaofeng jumped and flipped over the head of the masked man.

The bloated masked man, in the water, was more flexible than a swimming fish, he slashed into the air, leaned back, and the snowy big knife in his hand drew a half-arc, and swept Luo Xiaofeng's feet sharply.

Luo Xiaofeng changed his figure, and the coffin lid in his hand was lightly knocked on, and he easily resolved this trick.

In the distance, the half-light and half-dim lights suddenly went out. Suddenly, a woman's mournful cry was heard on the water.

Somehow, the bright big knife in the masked man's hand suddenly flew out of his hand.

Luo Xiaofeng, who was in the water, gently pressed the lid of the coffin floating on the water, and his body rushed out of the water like an arrow from the string.

The bloated masked man, holding his injured wrist in his hand, sank into the water at a rapid pace.

On the water, a red lacquered coffin floated at some point. This red lacquer coffin is exactly the same as the red lacquer coffin of the bald old man before.

The red lacquer coffin is only five zhang away from Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and threw out the coffin lid in his hand suddenly.

As soon as the coffin lid fell to the water, Luo Xiaofeng swept over.

Luo Xiaofeng landed on the coffin lid like lightning. As soon as his toes touched the lid of the coffin with red paint, he jumped to his feet. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Danzun Evil God Claw Book House" for free for the first time.