The ship was exactly the same as the one I had encountered in my dreams, with a lamp on it, a lonely lantern that looked like a conjuring spirit in the night.

Yang Xiaoqi said that the ship came silently, and neither he nor Feijing noticed when it appeared.

It was a little strange to hear him say this, and it was clear from the reaction of the flying mirrors just now that their vigilance was very high, and if there was a fishing boat driving in the distance, there was no reason why it could not be spotted.

But, in fact, they just didn't find out.

"It can't be driven up at the bottom of the river, right?" I whispered this sentence and shuddered to myself.

The power plant on this kind of fishing boat is generally a diesel engine, and the sound of that kind of machine is not small, and when it starts, it is abruptly similar to a tractor, and it can be heard from a distance of several miles.

Feijing glanced at the raft we parked on the shore, and whispered to Yang Xiaoqi and me, "Why don't you go over and take a look, it's a bit far away, and you can't see anything."

Yang Xiaoqi looked at me, turned his gaze to the iron boat in the distance, and was silent for a while, "Okay, let's not use the flashlight, let's go over and have a look in the dark." ”。

I suddenly felt that Feijing's proposal was like playing with a pen fairy in the middle of the night, it was a kind of death without hesitation.

Still, I took the dog and followed them to the shore.

Feijing picked a relatively small raft, and after untying the rope, the three of us took advantage of the darkness to prop up the draft with a long pole and leaned towards the tin fishing boat.

The boat wasn't far from shore, and I figured it would be there soon. But to our surprise, we had just approached the boat and the boat had strangely sailed away.

It didn't make any sound, it wasn't fast, but it wasn't something we could catch up with.

Feijing scolded her mother and muttered that it was really hell.

The ship slowly sailed into the darkness in the distance.

At this time, the wind rose again, and the waves on the Yellow River came one after another. We tried to hold on to a few drafts, but it was difficult to say that it was impossible to catch up.

In desperation, the last three had to go back to the shore and re-fix the raft.

When I returned to the shore, the boat was no longer visible, and there were only layers of darkness above the Yellow River. It was as if the three of us had a collective dream.

Yang Xiaoqi asked me to sleep for a while, but I was really blown by the cold wind outside, so I didn't say anything and returned to the cave.

There was no word that night, and we woke up early the next morning. While Hu Zi and the others were packing up their equipment, Yang Xiaoqi and Feijing had already dug a pit and wanted to bury the corpse.

Strange things started happening from this moment.

The corpse was gone, as Flying Mirror yelled at it. I realized, it really seemed like something was going to happen.

A few of us searched around for a long time, but we still couldn't see the whereabouts of the body. In the end, he still had a poisonous beard and eyes, and saw a row of footprints on the ground.

We followed the footprints and the end result was even more surprising. Because the footprints seem to have gone straight into the river.

"What's going on? Hell not? Beard scolded from the side.

Scar's face was very gloomy, and he said, "Bump it." The Yin soldiers have seen it all, and they still care about this little fight? ”。

I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered the strange fishing boat that appeared last night, was it there to pick up the corpse?

Glancing at Yang Xiaoqi and Feijing, they obviously thought of this as well.

The three of us looked at each other, knowing that it was not wise to say such a thing, and it would probably cause panic in the team.

After such a delay, by the time we set out, the sky was overcast again.

We took out all the tarps in the preparation and wore raincoats and rain pants, which Ayumi prepared when she came, after all, she is from here and knows how to watch the sky and go out.

We shared three rafts, all tied together. Ayumi leads the way, Scar and Lao Bai support the draft, and move forward in the dark clouds.

The water in the river was a terrible yellow today, a very frightening yellow, as if paint had been poured into it. Ayumi said that this is because the water and soil upstream have lost too much due to yesterday's rain.

I was worried that I would suddenly fall into the river, so I tried to sit in the middle of the raft. Ayumi seemed to see my concerns.

She said that in the local area, this condition is called "yellowing soup", and it is strictly forbidden to go out on a boat. Legend has it that this is because the lonely spirits at the bottom of the river are walking, stirring up the mud and sand below. But after all, this is a superstition of the older generation, telling us not to worry. The raft is very sturdy and it is still possible to cope with this situation.

I don't know if she's comforting or self-comforting, but it doesn't sound good.

Yang Xiaoqi and Feijing were resting on the raft in the middle at this time, and the two of them barely slept at night, just to catch up on sleep at this time.

The waves in the river are not small, and from time to time the river water will rush onto the raft, but we are wearing raincoats, and it is not a big deal to get a little water.

The journey was very boring, at first we were looking at the scenery on the river bank with great interest, and Ayumi told us about the local customs and folk customs, which was considered to pass the boring time. But after noon, it suddenly rained in the sky, and it was the same rain as yesterday. Everyone had a tarp over their heads to cover them, but they were still shivering from the cold.

Ayumi said that there would be a diversion in another hour, and that we would go straight south from there to Haitaozi. Then there was the Cliff, which was the most dangerous area, and he told us not to talk loudly there, because it would disturb other things.

Mustache asks her what the other stuff refers to, and Ayumi says she doesn't know either.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it seems to have a tendency to turn into torrential rain. The banks of the river have also become steeper, making it impossible for us to stay on the banks to take shelter from the rain. I had no choice but to move on.

It didn't take long, and I finally saw the diversion in Ayumi's mouth. Originally, I thought it was a tributary of the Yellow River tens of meters wide. But when I saw that area, I realized how ridiculous my thoughts were.

This can't be called a river at all, and at a glance, you can't even see where the end is.

Hu Zi was also surprised, and asked Bumei: "Big sister, are you sure this is the Yellow River?" I've never heard of such a wide area. ”。

Ayumi kept looking ahead with a telescope, and when she heard Beard say this, she said, "It has been raining here for a few days recently, and the riverbank will definitely rise." But you're right, the place we went to really wasn't the Yellow River, it wasn't even found on the map, and people outside didn't admit that it existed. But we locals know that there was a town that flooded overnight before the liberation. ”。

She emphasises that it was 'submerged overnight', which speaks volumes about the oddity of the place.

When the raft reached the area, the poles were no longer useful, because the river was too deep to hold up. Ayumi asked me and Beard to follow her to the raft at the front and activated the power plant attached to it.

The raft in front pulls the forward behind, Ayumi takes the direction, and Beard and I are on the side to help her with the hand.

This time it was much faster, and we headed south, barely stopping in between.

Hu Zi said that on the map, this place is not very far from Haitaozi. But I couldn't see anything in front of me with all my eyes. Maybe it's because of the rainy day, the line of sight is not very good.

Suddenly, the beard on the side scolded. Pointing in one direction, he asked, "Look, look, what is that?" Water monsters? ”。

I looked in the direction he was pointing and was immediately shocked to see a behemoth floating on the water.

Is that a dragon?

That's a dragon!

It's really a dragon. The winding body, the huge dragon head, just so straight and straight across the river, looks terrifying. I was so scared that I almost stopped breathing.

Beard's words immediately caused a chain reaction between Scar and the others, and they were also frightened.

Ayumi turned her direction and let the raft rush towards the dragon.

"Big sister, don't look for death if you don't agree. We can't mess with that thing. Scar shouted from behind.

Ayumi didn't think it was right and said, "Look closely, is the dragon alive?"

As soon as she said this, we immediately looked in that direction again. The dragon did not show any signs of life, and remained motionless in the river, like a stone statue.

When I looked closely, I realized that it was indeed a stone statue. But the appearance of such a large stone statue here is scary enough. What if it doesn't scare people to death at night?

It was a dragon, but the stone statue was a little rough and looked simple. When you get closer, it doesn't look like a dragon.

Ayumi said that this was not a dragon, it was an ancient divine beast snake.

Snakes? Is it the snake that was shot to death by Hou Yi? Isn't it said that he was cut into two pieces and his body turned into Baling?

When Ayumi heard me say this, she smiled and said, "You know a lot, it can't be that you have seen too much of the Shan Hai Jing, right?" It's just a local legend, and there's no evidence to prove it, so you can listen to what I say."

She didn't want to argue with me about this, walked around the statue, and then waved at us and told us to continue our journey.

When I saw the statue of the snake on the Yellow River, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of place was there and why there were such ancient stone statues. And why is there no news from the outside world? If nothing else, if tourism resources are developed here, it will definitely be a world wonder.

Hu Zi expressed disdain for my money-obsessed mentality, and he said, "Our ancestors have left a lot of miracles. Ying Loulan, 131, Underwater City, where is not a miracle? ”。

Ayumi continued: "Yes, a miracle is one thing, and it is another thing to develop it or a miracle. Besides, there are places that you really can't just touch. Because there is not only spirituality involved, but also Feng Shui, which cannot be easily destroyed. Don't take this kind of knowledge as a joke, as small as the foundation of the building, the avenue is open and the road is dug up, which does not need to refer to Feng Shui. As long as you have a heart, you can see that many great people respect Feng Shui. ”。

Ayumi started talking, and the beard and flying goggles on the side began to illiteracy for us. From the small feng shui of building houses and paving roads, to the big feng shui of opening mountains and digging graves, I can hear it in the rain and fog, and I don't know it very clearly. In the end, they don't remember anything.

What sobered me up was Ayumi's sudden words.

While Beard and Feijing were arguing fiercely about whether the largest dragon vein in China was Kunlun, Ayumi suddenly silenced us, and she knelt on the edge of the raft, her eyes staring at the river motionlessly, as if looking for something.

There was a "thud", as if something in the water had hit our raft.

I looked into the river in Ayumi's posture and immediately felt a chill on my scalp.

There was a standing corpse in the water, with black hair attached to our raft, and upon closer inspection, it was immediately clear that there was more than that. The raft was surrounded by corpses.

At the same time, I saw a flat boat slowly coming in our direction behind me.

It was really a canoe, very narrow and long. At the front of the wooden boat stood a woman in blue, with a bewitching figure and a very fairy flutter.

But when I saw the person behind her, I was immediately so frightened that I almost fell on the raft.

It was a child, a child in red.

At this time, those four words sounded in my head like thunder - entrance to hell!