Ling Huwen was puzzled: "If Buddha grass? It looks like a living youkai. ”

Leng Erdao continued: "They are not monsters, they are just very spiritual, and they can change their attack strategy according to the enemy's attack style, you can see the way they pulled that person into the water just now, they can even work together. ”

At this time, the bearded man began to mutter again: "I said you guys don't rub it off, you're all refined like that, aren't you a monster?" You want to be pulled down, I don't. ”

The wet young man who Leng Erdao rescued looked around and said, "They don't seem to be interested in our boat, those aquatic plants are all rising from the water below, if they are also interested in our ship, maybe we would have been surrounded a long time ago." ”

The bearded man turned his head and scolded the boy at the stern of the boat and said, "Don't intervene if you don't row, you know a fart!" ”

The young man bowed his head and said no more.

But he heard Leng Erdao say: "He's right, those Ruo Buddha grass are really not interested in our ship. ”

The young man heard that his ideas had been approved by his life-saving benefactor, as if he had received great praise, and he raised his eyes again, and his dark eyes were full of light.

Ling Huwen was very curious about those aquatic plants, and then saw that the people on the boat had been dragged into the water, and there were dots of red on the water around the boat, the thicker the red, the denser the Buddha grass became, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and finally understood why Leng Erdao said that those Ruo Buddha grasses were not interested in their boat, and said to Leng Erdao with a smile: "I understand, those Ruo Buddha grasses are bloodthirsty, and the people on that boat have just been on the shore in order to snatch the boat, and the knives are all stained with blood, so when the boat goes to the center of the lake, When the Buddha grass smelled the blood on their knives, they all gathered. ”

When the two middle-aged men heard this, they couldn't help but raise their sleeves to wipe their foreheads, you look at me, I look at you, and their eyes are full of "It's dangerous, fortunately, my knife didn't touch you".

The bearded man couldn't help but look at his big knife.

Leng Erdao nodded to Ling Huwen and said, "Do you know why they are called Ruofocao?" Ling Huwen shook his head. Leng Erdao continued: "Because they naturally don't like to kill, they can't smell blood, and they will punish those who have blood stains on their knives; But they especially like the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures, temple bells, prayer wheels, these sounds can make them quiet instantly, become extremely gentle, and even listen to your will, help you do things, these grass punishes evil and promotes good, just like the living Buddha is as compassionate, so it is called Buddha grass. ”

Ling Huwen saw that those Ruo Fo Cao were still pulling people into the water, and all the people on the boat had been pulled into the water, and the empty boat was sent back to the shore by Ruo Fo Cao, and some people who had just not grabbed the boat rushed to the boat.

It turned out that if these Buddha grass could also row, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she said to Leng Erdao: "You said that the sound of Buddhist scriptures will make them very gentle, other than that, are there other sounds that are useful to them?" ”

Leng Erdao nodded and said, "Yes, as long as it sounds like a voice full of compassion, it is all soothing for them." ”

Ling Huwen then took off the crystal clear jade flute on his neck, this is her dragon flute, after the fire abyss, it was originally kept by Ji Xuan'er, since the two of them recognized each other in Dixi Village, Ji Xuan'er returned the dragon flute to her before leaving.

Originally, this dragon flute needed spiritual power to manipulate it to change back to its natural size, but now Ling Huwen can't use any spiritual power, and he doesn't know if it can be done. She stroked the body of the dragon flute and said, "Long Yin, everything depends on you." The flute seemed to be able to sense Ling Huwen's thoughts, and without relying on the blessing of spiritual power, it changed back to its natural size.

Ling Huwen put the flute to his mouth, and his fingers rhythmically pressed and released on the flute hole, and a warm song blew out of the dragon flute, and everyone on the boat listened to it for a while, except for Leng Erdao's deep foundation and ability to control himself, everyone else was so drowsy that they wanted to fall asleep.

The two middle-aged men actually hugged their heads and rubbed each other, like cubs coquettish with their mothers, shouting indiscriminately: "Mom, Mom." ”

Looking at the aquatic plants in Yanbo Lake, sure enough, they no longer pulled people off the boat, they all became extremely well-behaved, and they came up to the side of the boat where Ling Huwen was, and with the sound of the flute, they enjoyed it very much, and kept swaying their waists, pulling the boats of Ling Huwen and Leng Erdao and others forward, and they were pulled to the opposite shore of Yanbo Lake in the blink of an eye.

Ling Huwen and Leng Erdao jumped straight ashore, Leng Erdao flicked his sleeves in front of the young man in the water, and the young man in the water immediately woke up completely, and the young man in the water woke up the bearded man again, and the bearded man pulled two middle-aged men, so all six people on the boat went ashore.

The bearded man looked at the flute in Ling Huwen's hand, and said with a smile: "This is coming?" I thought that the center of the lake was far from the shore, and the fog on the lake was all a trick, coming from where we had just stayed, but only a few meters away. ”

Ling Huwen heard the words of the bearded man, as if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and the flute played more gently and lovingly.

When the bearded man saw Ling Huwen looking at him eagerly, he became bold, and said to Ling Huwen: "Oh, the little girl plays the flute well." Saying that, reaching out was like touching Ling Huwen's flute, and Leng Erdao's fan immediately lay horizontally in front of him.

The bearded man didn't dare to offend Leng Erdao, so he stepped back and said: "I just want to see what kind of treasure this flute is, and if you don't let me see it, I won't let you see it." So like the two middle-aged men, they all stood a little farther away from Leng Erdao.

Leng Erdao stood beside Ling Huwen, and saw that Ling Huwen had no intention of stopping, and the sound of the flute continued to float melodiously on the Yanbo Lake, so he already knew what she meant, so he stood quietly beside her, guarding her.

I saw that the boats on the lake were dragged around in the sound of the flute, leaving a distance between each boat and the boat, and the ten boats were just enough to build a pontoon bridge between the two shores of the entire Yanbo Lake.

When the people who were still on the boat saw this, they all realized that one by one they jumped from ship to ship, and so on and so on to the other side. The people who had just been pulled into the water by Ruofo grass also jumped onto the boat and came over one after another, and those who did not have a boat on the other side finally came over one by one.

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