Seeing that Mu Zifeng was still in a trance, Jia Fatzi waved his hand in front of him, and found that there was no response, so he scolded in his heart: Oops, this baby is afraid that she is too sad and crazy!

In order to comfort Mu Zifeng, Fat Jia hurriedly bent down his fat waist full of fat, picked up the green arm on the river beach, and shouted in his mouth: "Crazy, whether it is or not, it is fate to meet, you have to leave him a whole corpse." With that, he grabbed a handful of mud from the river beach, smeared it a few times at random on the broken part of his arm, and spat two more mouthfuls of it, about to glue his arm to the corpse.

"Fatty, don't move!"

Jia Fatzi's rude actions relieved Mu Zifeng, who was in deep thought, because his previous experience in the Great Xia Emperor's Mausoleum told him that when he encountered strange things, he must first stabilize himself, otherwise recklessness would sometimes lead to murder.

For example, Huang Shijin's death proves this.

Mu Zifeng was just about to stop it, but Jia Fatzi had already finished the work neatly, and the three crooked people who connected to his arms were really a little wrong. Mu Zifeng stepped forward and looked carefully, only to see that the "three crooked" hands were raised ninety degrees, revealing their index fingers, pointing to the other side of the river.

"Is this an immortal guiding the way?" When Fat Jia saw it, he also shouted, "Weird! ”

"Return the immortals, the little ghost is almost the same as pointing the way, this gesture, I'm afraid it's going to trouble you." Mu Zifeng teased Fat Jia, because at this time, Fat Jia happened to be standing directly opposite the corpse, and his arm was pointing at his belly impartially while pointing to the other side of the river.

Hearing Mu Zifeng's words, Fat Jia jumped to the side as if he had been electrocuted.

In fact, Jia Fatzi's words are not unreasonable, there are not no similar people in the world, according to the point of view of scientific analysis of problems, everything must pay attention to evidence, just look at the appearance of the corpse, it is really not certain that this corpse must be 100% crooked. The cause of this person's death is really unknown, there are one or two corpses hidden in the huge Zhao Mansion, to be honest, it is not strange, but the strange thing is that the special gesture and the unloaded arm seem to be someone to deliberately hide something.

"Crazy, I think we should retreat, there must be something strange here." Jia Fatzi looked at the strange shape of the corpse, and felt a little timid.

This opportunity to enter the park is rare, but there are also many years of doubts about Mu Zifeng buried in the park, and he also hopes that after some tossing, he can find clues about his father's disappearance, besides, the identity of the three crooked sons who let off the wind outside the park is not known to be true or false, maybe they are staring at them at this time, and it may be more dangerous to go back.

Thinking of this, Mu Zifeng hugged his fist at Jia Fatzi and said: "Fatty, I Mu Zifeng respects you for not being afraid of heaven and earth, you are a fat man, you and I are bold and bold, and the eight sons are so hard that they are stones, even if they are ghosts, let them taste our fists, don't let them laugh at us and dare not go on it." ”

Jia Fatzi hates others to laugh at him for being soft in his life, and then he shouted with a red face: "Crazy, your fat brother is by no means a soft persimmon, this time even if the knife mountain and the sea of fire will accompany you to break through, just don't forget to take out the treasure and give it to your brother." ”

"That's definitely not forgotten, I can make a package ticket, with my Mu Zifeng an ocean, I will divide half of you. Come, let's build up our strength first. Mu Zifeng beckoned to Jia Fatzi and dragged the bodies of the three crooked people aside, and heard that there was money to take. Jia Fatzi's eyes lit up, and he immediately cheered up the spirit of Longma, and he no longer tabooed all kinds of ghosts and gods, but just sold his strength to do the work.

dragged away the corpse, Mu Zifeng pointed to the canopy boat again: "Fatty, now the important thing is to push the boat into the water, you and I must cross to the other side." ”

Jia Fat Man didn't wait for the words to land, so he used all his brute force to push the boat, this Jia Fat Man didn't lose the wrestling door Shao Dong, nor did he grow a body of flesh in vain, he was born with divine power, and he pushed the canopy boat into the water with his own strength.

The canopy boat slid into the river with a "bang", and the hull of the boat swayed from side to side in the water a few times, splashing countless splashes. However, under the force of the river, the canopy boat actually rushed downstream like an arrow from a string.

"Oops, fatty, go." Mu Zifeng rarely exhaled.

It was too late, it was fast, Jia Fatzi picked up the oars, gently pointed the oars on the river beach, jumped up in the way of pole vaulting, and the 180-pound body flexibly drew a perfect arc in the air, only to hear a "boom", the waterline of the canopy boat sank downward, and floated again. Jia Fatzi, who was already standing on the boat, took the opportunity to insert the oar in his hand into the muddy river beach, and the canopy boat shook from end to end, and then no longer drifted with the current, nailed to the shore like an iron scale.

Taking the opportunity, Mu Zifeng also jumped on the boat.

"You are Chang'an Li Yuanba, you have given your brother a lot of knowledge." Mu Zifeng praised Jia Fatzi from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's go, float this way, I'm clear." While blowing the cowhide, the fat man stretched out the oars and rowed to the opposite side. Mu Zifeng sat on the boat gang, watching Jia Fatzi rowing, thinking about what northerners ride horses and southerners take boats, but I didn't expect that Fatzi Jia, a northerner, was also so skillful.

"Madman, I'm pretty good at the ship." Jia Fatzi said with a smile: "At least you can be a boat boss in Zhao's floating water gate." ”

"The boat is rowing well, but it's not going in the right direction." Mu Zifeng pointed to the opposite bank: "Let's go to the other side, where are you rowing, fatty?" ”

It turned out that the boat had deviated from its direction and slid straight towards the left bank, seeing that it was getting farther and farther away from the other shore.

"Huh, weird thing?" Jia Fatzi desperately rowed towards the opposite bank, but found that he still couldn't change direction. Could it be gravity?

"Is it going to work, Ship Boss?" Mu Zifeng was a little impatient.

Jia Fatzi threw the oar to Mu Zifeng angrily: "I can't do it, then you come." ”

"I'll come, I'll come." Mu Zifeng took the oars and was about to row, but stopped again.

It turned out that the canopy boat was running parallel along the shore against the current without any power, and the sound of rushing water made Mu Zifeng and Jia Fatzi shout at the same time: "There are ghosts." ”

"Look at the fat man!" Jia Fatzi remembered that he was "Chang'an Li Yuanba", the master of holding a stone lion with one hand, so he was full of courage, imitating "Li Yuanba" and roaring, and inserting the thick oar into the bottom of the river, just like when Sun Wukong inserted the Dinghai God Needle into the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, he wanted to stop the canopy boat again with his own strength.

only heard a "click", a piece of wood flew into the air, and then floated along the river, only to see half of the oars left in Jia Fatzi's hand. Seeing that the boat was still going backwards at high speed like a rushing train, Mu Zifeng reacted again that there were ghosts under the boat, and such a huge force pushed the canopy boat forward at a rapid pace, which was definitely not done by human power.

The retrograde canopy boat, and the shadows of trees in different postures reflected in the winding and long river, all of this, under the light of the flashlight, are very strange.

As the saying goes: When the soldiers come to block the water and cover the earth, Mu Zifeng no longer thought about it, took out a repeating crossbow, aimed at the waterline of the canopy boat, and fired a fierce series of shots.

After hearing a loud "boom", the canopy boat was overturned in the river and completely disintegrated, and Mu Zifeng and Jia Fatzi were thrown into the river one after another. When they stepped on the water and floated up from the bottom of the river, the face of the ghost Lushan was revealed.

They opened their mouths in surprise, what a big, big, big ichthyosaur.